In the Moon Worshipper Ancient Land, the green lotus descended into the world. Qing Ling, long absent from the mortal realm, appeared once more, her grace unchanged.
On the altar, Yin'er slept quietly. Under the effects of the Phoenix Essence, her severely damaged cultivation slowly began to recover, and her aura gradually steadied.
Qing Ling stepped forward and examined the girl's condition, understanding the situation at once.
Yin'er's injuries were even worse than imagined. Fortunately, her master had used the Phoenix's origin essence in time to stabilize her wounds; otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable.
Even so, once Yin'er awakened, her body would still suffer considerable effects. However, as long as she could wake up, they could find a way to deal with everything else.
With that thought, azure flames rose around Qing Ling. Buddhist fire spread outward and swallowed the girl before her.
The Buddhist fire tempered her body, and astonishing waves of heat surged forth. Below the altar, A'man and Mu Chengxue both stepped back two paces.
Upon the altar, stimulated by the Buddhist fire, a phoenix phantom appeared around Yin'er. Phoenix cries rang out one after another, as though she were being reborn from fire.
"You brought her out of the realm because you wanted to teach her with care. Since you set her upon this path, you must keep her safe."
Qing Ling watched the phoenix phantom flickering in and out around Yin'er, her expression solemn.
As her words fell, aided by the Pure Heaven Lotus Breath and the Buddhist fire, the phoenix let out a cry. Boundless phoenix flames rose and condensed into form.
The red-haired, red-robed figure was hazy and indistinct. Looking at the disciple before her, tenderness appeared in her eyes.
"Until fate lets us meet again."
Her final words echoed beside