A gentle warmth spread through the tree's body. Xiao Ling could clearly sense the pure, genuine joy conveyed by the ancient tree, as though it rejoiced at having purged the evil within and was deeply grateful for his help.
Suddenly, the ancient tree's emerald branches twitched slightly, then gently pointed toward a floating sphere of light nearby—within it was Xun Er, trapped by the illusion.
Xiao Ling's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked at the sphere with curiosity. He could vaguely glimpse the scene within: in the illusion, he and Xun Er were together, their expressions tender. They chatted happily, intimately close, creating a warm and affectionate picture.
At the sight, the corner of Xiao Ling's mouth twitched almost imperceptibly. He then looked up at the Bodhi Ancient Tree and spoke earnestly.
"Senior, this junior has already helped you cleanse the evil within your body. However, I have one more request and hope you will grant it. She is my companion and was accidentally trapped within the illusion. Please do not make things difficult for her any longer. Release her."
The Bodhi Ancient Tree seemed to completely understand Xiao Ling's intentions. Its emerald branches trembled softly, without the slightest hesitation.
As the gleaming branch tip tapped the sphere of light again, the seemingly solid membrane abruptly shattered like glass, turning into specks of faint light that scattered through the air. Xun Er, who had been trapped inside, appeared along with them.
Suddenly finding herself in this strange space brimming with vitality, Xun Er's expression changed repeatedly. At first, her eyes wavered with obvious daze. Clearly, she had yet to recover from the beautiful scenes in the illusion, and a trace of its tenderness still lingered in her brows and eyes.
Only after a moment did she slowly suppress the confusion