"Master clearly wanted five children as offerings. Why did Junior Sister only bring back four?"
The man named Teng Ziming looked at the junior sister beside him.
"There was originally a little girl as well. Her cultivation aptitude was indeed quite good, but something about her was strange."
Zi Xia spoke slowly.
"She could sense my emotions. If she focused her attention on me, she could even see what I was thinking. I almost gave myself away back then.
"For a while, I kept avoiding being alone with her and did my best to control my emotions and thoughts. That was the only reason she didn't discover me."
"Interesting. I've never heard of anyone being able to see into another person's mind."
Teng Ziming smiled.
"According to what you've said, using such an unusual little girl as a medicinal catalyst would surely be even more effective. No, no, that's not right. It would be a waste to use a little girl like her as a catalyst. She should be put to use by our Danyang Sect."
Teng Ziming studied her profile. "But none of that should be an excuse, Junior Sister. You're at the Dragon Gate Realm, while that little girl couldn't hurt a fly. Even if you had exposed yourself, so what?
"Were you afraid the little girl would discover you, or did you take pity on her and deliberately let her go?"
"Clang!"
As Teng Ziming's words fell, the blue-green long sword was already pressed against his neck.
Zi Xia narrowed her eyes and stared coldly at him.
It seemed that if Teng Ziming said one more word, his head would roll.
"Senior Brother Teng, Senior Sister Zixia."
Just as silence filled the Alchemy room, a disciple knocked on the door.
Zi Xia lowered the sword from his