Lu Xiaotian flicked a finger, sending out a blade of Sword Qi that snuffed out the last spark of life in the woman with the round-cornered hat. The Misty Sword Embryo devoured her Sword Embryo once more.
Lu Xiaotian had no intention of being polite to Xiang Qingcheng, either. He beckoned, and both Sumeru rings left behind flew into his hand.
Xiang Qingcheng collected several magic treasures, her eyes never lingering on the spoils Lu Xiaotian had claimed. Her bright gaze made no secret of her curiosity as she looked straight at him.
"A late-stage Integrated Body powerhouse was only a clone. This person's divine abilities were probably no weaker than those of the Mahayana Realm powerhouses from the Jade Clear Immortal Palace. This place isn't safe to linger in. To avoid further complications, you must leave at once."
"We should leave. Once the crisis is resolved, or I find a way to break the restriction on the Soul-Forgetting Stone, I'll come back for you." Lu Xiaotian nodded, then turned to leave.
"Before you go, could you tell me who you are—and who I used to be?" Xiang Qingcheng asked, her voice tinged with entreaty. "Tell me."
Lu Xiaotian turned back and looked deeply into Xiang Qingcheng's eyes. "You used to be called Xiang Qingcheng. I'm Lu Xiaotian. Don't dwell on it. You've already reached the peak of the middle stage of the Integrated Body Realm. There's no telling when you'll break through to the late stage, and letting your mind wander too much won't help your cultivation. Take this bottle. Take care of yourself."
With that, Lu Xiaotian flicked a small blue-green bottle toward her, withdrew the illusory mirror that had shrouded an area nearly a thousand li across, then transformed into a streak of spiritual light and vanished