Yao Qingying suddenly looked away, no longer meeting Pei Ling's eyes. Gazing at the clouds to her right, she quickly replied, "It's not that he has four days of life left. He can survive for four days at most."
"If he unleashes his full power, his origin will be damaged. There's no way he'll have four days left."
"Since you two were locked in a bitter stalemate, the outcome was already decided."
"Either City Lord Tie would kill you before he died, or you would hold out until his lifespan ran out and he died..."
Seeing her disciple staring at her, Yao Qingying added, "Besides, didn't that art of yours that boosts your cultivation also cost you several hundred years of life?"
Pei Ling gave a slight nod and fell silent.
Yao Qingying secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then said, "It's getting late. I'll send you back to the Panyai Realm."
Pei Ling nodded again but said nothing more.
Yao Qingying gently waved her hand. The surrounding cloud-covered mountains and seas, along with the golden light on the horizon, all began to sway like a dream.
In the blink of an eye, Pei Ling had been sent out of Lesser Freedom Heaven.
Far away, green mountains stood tall beneath a sky where clouds drifted like floating cotton.
A vast, crystal-clear lake lay like a mirror among the surrounding mountains. On the far shore, a city rose in tiers, with Escape Lights darting to and fro.
Among the flowers by the lakeshore, space rippled, and a figure in a black robe carrying a saber appeared. It was Pei Ling.
Seeing that he had left Lesser Freedom Heaven, his expression immediately turned somewhat melancholy.
His master, Yao Qingying, hadn't told him the truth just now!
Perhaps because his master had