North Darkness Divine Skill! A martial art suddenly surfaced in Song Qingshu's mind. Since Li Qingluo knew Cold Sleeve Brushing Acupoints and Lingbo Weibu, it was hardly surprising that she also knew the Xiaoyao School's most famous art, the North Darkness Divine Skill.
Song Qingshu secretly lamented how terribly careless he had been today. He had been focused solely on saving her and had failed to guard against her North Darkness Divine Skill. In the original Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, Duan Yu had practiced only the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian of the North Darkness Divine Skill, yet he had drained a top expert like Jiumozhi completely dry of inner strength. Li Qingluo clearly knew the complete set; its power was far beyond Duan Yu's. Wouldn't she drain him into a dried corpse?
At the thought of that terrifying possibility, Song Qingshu could not help shuddering. He hurriedly said in a deep voice, "I saved you out of kindness, and this is how you repay me?"
Li Qingluo slowly opened her eyes and sneered. "I hate Jurchen more than anything in this life. Besides, you took liberties with me several times earlier! Hmph, but you needn't worry. In consideration of your earlier help, I'll spare your life after draining your inner strength."
So she had been pretending to sleep. Song Qingshu understood at once. She must have discovered his identity when they entered the Daoist Platform yamen earlier.
"So I should thank you for that?" Song Qingshu replied irritably.
"You needn't hate me either. Blame only your own stupidity. The martial world is fraught with danger, yet the moment you saw my beauty, you lost your head. I know perfectly well what crooked thoughts were in your mind. But I am the dignified White Lotus Holy Mother. Do you think I'm some