Huangfu Ying drank the purifying spirit liquid and immediately felt her body grow lighter, as though some restraint had been broken. The sensation was wonderfully freeing.
She circulated her cultivation technique. Her cultivation, once as stagnant as a pool of dead water, stirred again, and undisguised delight immediately spread across her face.
But before she could enjoy it for long, the little girl said flatly, "Now that you've drunk my spirit liquid, you belong to me. From now on, you'll stay by my side!"
Huangfu Ying's heart sank, and her first instinct was to refuse.
But remembering that the girl could repel even a Great Vehicle Practitioner, she feared that refusing would cost her life. She could only grit her teeth and agree.
Just then, Zhen Linyu flew out of the fissure at the foot of the mountain and approached the little girl.
"Reporting to the Immortal Superior: I found no trace of Lin Feiyu below, nor of Madam Colorful Butterfly. All the spirit marrow essence in the Fire Spirit Vein has also been taken. It must have been their doing."
He continued, "I discovered a Teleportation Formation in the underground chamber, but it can no longer be activated. He must have escaped through it, then destroyed the formation at the other end."
Behind him, Huangfu Ying's eyes flickered at his words, and the heart suspended in her throat finally settled.
She was not worried about Chen Lin, but about Huangfu Qingrou.
After all, Qingrou was her favorite grandniece and the most promising descendant of their Huangfu Lineage. Nothing could be better than knowing she had survived.
"They left?"
The little girl frowned, then extended her small hand and tapped Zhen Linyu between the brows. A glowing runic inscription burrowed into his forehead.
Zhen Linyu wanted to dodge, but had