This Time When I Bite You, You're Not Allowed to Get Mad. Time returned to ten minutes earlier.
Inside the bedroom steeped in incense.
Ye Qingxian grasped a lock of Junior Sister's cascading silky hair, immersing herself in its smooth texture. As the latter pretended not to notice, she gently wound the strand around her fingertip.
Suddenly, her gaze paused.
It settled outside the cave abode.
With Heavenly Sword Venerable tactically lowering his banner and beating his drums, the formations of Heavenly Sword Peak were now completely under Ye Qingxian's control.
Ever since the old Daoist entered Heavenly Sword Peak, Ye Qingxian had caught sight of a blurry figure. That utterly illusory Evasion Light needed not even an instant to pass through countless disciples. Such a world-shaking cultivation was likely no weaker than Wu Ming's. Since when had so many powerful figures emerged in this age? Perhaps the trail could be traced back several epochs.
Then, Ye Qingxian thought of Junior Sister.
Such a world-shaking expert had most likely come to seek refuge with Junior Sister again.
Ye Qingxian fell somewhat silent...
It was just—
Was Junior Sister's status as the Princess, though not yet confirmed, a little too astonishing? Never mind the weight carried by Junior Sister's position as Princess—the powerful figures who had come seeking her out over the past one or two occasions alone made Ye Qingxian unable to stop wondering.
Could it be...
That Junior Sister truly possessed a background so vast it defied imagination?
For instance—
The future sole supreme sovereign born from the endless darkness, as Wu Ming had mentioned last time.
Ye Qingxian could not help taking another look at the young girl before her.
Bright eyes and pearly teeth.
Mm, fair and soft.
Just as she had observed countless times before, she