Although she was pretending to play dumb, Yu Lian couldn't shake the feeling that this naturally devious Sword Saint was pondering something truly momentous. That made her seem a lot less adorable.
Well, so much for growing up being a complicated business.
Yu Lian would have liked to discuss the matter at greater length, but now wasn't the time. He and the others present had all sensed a sudden stirring of spiritual energy.
High above them, beneath the lofty dome, the outline of a deity sketched in spiritual light had been supposed to fall silent again. But a glow that seemed infused with life now flowed through its lines, as if driven by the beat of a heart.
It seemed to have awakened once more.
It was like some ancient tomb guardian roaring at the sky and showing the world its fearsome side.
"I told you, I told you..." Young King Sliers, who was crouched with her head in her hands, sounded barely louder than a quail.
"This has nothing to do with me. It woke up on its own," Feifei said with a smile. "Even if I hadn't done what I just did, it would definitely have awakened. No ordinary person's will could have changed that."
"So you're saying that if I kill it now, the spiritual repositories will open on their own?" Gongsun Qing paused, then once again looked eager to give it a try.
For a tomb robber, the tomb guardian waking up should have meant apologizing and making a hasty retreat. Instead, her first thought was to chop up the ghost and get loot. And she still had the nerve to talk about martial virtue.
"Just a moment," Feifei said with a smile. She folded her arms and struck a flawless pose, as if she were