Ma Xiaotao folded away her golden-red phoenix wings and landed gently beside Xu Lanqing. She looked radiant, her presence brimming with vitality.
Though she still had the same face, she seemed like a completely different person from before. Her slightly flushed, heart-shaped face was alluring and delectable.
She bowed to Infernal Delicate Apricot and thanked her. No matter how you looked at it, she had used up the other party's ten-thousand-year essence, and done so against her wishes.
She could tell that Xu Lanqing didn't have a very friendly relationship with this place. Three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts and all the Plant-type Soul Beasts in the valley had dared to be angry but not resist. There had to be some secret behind it.
"At least you have a bit of a conscience."
The Infernal Delicate Apricot's flower opened, and a tiny fire maiden, no bigger than a palm, poked her head out. "Ultimate Fire, Phoenix Martial Soul—letting you consume this Blazing Glue was at least putting it to good use. I hope you'll cherish it."
Her words sounded generous, but the quaver in Youyou's voice betrayed how much it pained her.
If it had been outside, that would have been a priceless treasure that took a hundred thousand years to condense!
And now Xu Lanqing had squeezed it dry.
"I'll cherish it."
Ma Xiaotao nodded rapidly, like a chick pecking at grain. Her deep-red eyes darted about for a moment. "And you are..."
She got two words out, then faltered. She still didn't know the other party's name.
"Infernal Delicate Apricot. You can call me Jiaojiao. That was my name before," Jiaojiao helpfully added.
She was very friendly toward Ma Xiaotao.
For some reason, Ma Xiaotao just seemed much more likable than the obnoxious Xu Lanqing, even if they were on