Perhaps it was because of their several bouts of Primordial Spirit dual cultivation, or perhaps because Xiang Yuan had been performing well lately—taking her side in every dispute and giving her VIP treatment—Bai Wuyan trusted Xiang Yuan more than before. She told him that the small world could absorb Western Kunlun into the Ninefold Immortal Mountains, without worrying that he would take it and never return it.
However, the small-world method could not carry off Western Kunlun, not even Western Kunlun in its sealed state. But with Bai Wuyan, its mistress, assisting from the side, things were naturally different.
Xiang Yuan frowned at this. "Senior Sister White Phoenix, you think too highly of me. My small world has only just opened for business. It's all show and no substance—form without spirit. A projection is already my limit; I can't encompass Western Kunlun within it."
At this, both of them turned to look at Sword Venerable Su Ran. With her help, they would surely succeed.
When Sword Venerable Su Ran saw Bai Wuyan looking over, she raised her broad sleeve to cover her face and took an epic deep breath, looking as though your husband smells so good.
Bai Wuyan cursed her bad luck inwardly. Though she knew it was partly an act, she still could not help the fire rising in her heart.
Xiang Yuan held her tightly in his arms. "Don't fall for it. The angrier you get, the harder she acts. The best way to deal with someone like her is to ignore her."
After a string of sweet words, he continued. Western Kunlun was of tremendous importance and could not be allowed to go wrong. Bai Wuyan could not bring herself to ask for help? No matter—he, Xiang Yuan, would go find Sword Venerable Su Ran himself.