Rustle—
The Bodhi Ancient Tree gently swayed its branches. A lustrous emerald bough slowly unfurled, its tip curling softly like an outstretched human palm as it lightly rested atop Xiao Ling's head.
A gentle warmth spread through the branch. Xiao Ling could clearly sense the pure, genuine delight conveyed by the ancient tree, as though it rejoiced at having purged the evil within it and felt deeply grateful for his help.
Suddenly, the ancient tree's emerald branch twitched slightly before gently pointing toward a floating sphere of light nearby—within it was Xun'er, trapped in an illusion.
Xiao Ling's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked curiously at the sphere. He could vaguely make out the scene within: in the illusion, he and Xun'er were together, their expressions filled with tenderness. They chatted happily, intimately affectionate, a picture of warmth and harmony.
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. I hope you will grant it. She is my companion and was accidentally trapped in the illusion. Please do not make things difficult for her any longer. Release her."
The Bodhi Ancient Tree seemed to fully understand Xiao Ling's intentions. Its emerald branch trembled lightly, without the slightest hesitation.
As the lustrous tip of the branch tapped the sphere of light once more, the seemingly solid membrane abruptly shattered like glazed glass, turning into countless motes of light that scattered through the air. Xun'er, who had been trapped within, appeared as well.
Abruptly 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