Lu Xiaotian was just about to channel his magical power into Xiang Qingcheng's body and drive the creature out when it sensed the immense threat and tried to burrow into her Nascent Soul. Xiang Qingcheng, who had seemed to be asleep, suddenly shuddered, pain contorting her beautiful face.
The creature's move startled Lu Xiaotian. He hurriedly withdrew his magical power; if he acted rashly and the creature damaged Xiang Qingcheng's Nascent Soul, it would be too late for regrets.
"Maybe if I find that creature, I can undo what it did to Xiang Qingcheng." A trace of murderous intent flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes. He took several jade jars from his barrier and filled them with all the Essence-Transforming Stone Milk here. Having stumbled upon such a precious treasure for healing his injuries, he couldn't afford to pass it up. The conditions needed to form this stone milk were extremely stringent: there had to be a spiritual vein underground, and it took decades to form a single drop. Who knew how many years it had taken to fill this little pool? If there had been too little, it might not have been of any use to Lu Xiaotian. Although Xiang Qingcheng had used some, there was still enough for Lu Xiaotian to use about twice. Even as a Tenth-Tier body cultivator, he couldn't guarantee he'd never suffer a grievous physical injury.
After collecting the Essence-Transforming Stone Milk, Lu Xiaotian lifted Xiang Qingcheng into his arms and pursued the creature in the direction it had fled. But the creature knew this place exceptionally well. It had lived in the Stone Demon Cave for a long time, and when it fled, it must have anticipated that Lu Xiaotian might give chase. It had done its best to conceal its aura along the