"Where is this?" Chen Fan asked calmly, his brow furrowing slightly as he ignored Qin Xian'er's "good disciple."
"Ghost Domain City, Earth Ghost Sect." Qin Xian'er's beautiful eyes turned as she laughed softly.
Chen Fan nodded slightly. The mention of Ghost Domain City reminded him of Su Ziyue, the Yellow-Robed Woman he had encountered during his trials in the Heavenly Court.
But the thought vanished in a flash. Chen Fan didn't dwell on it. There was just one thing he wondered about. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Why did you save me?"
"A master saving her disciple is only natural." Qin Xian'er smiled with narrowed eyes, a far cry from the decisive, ruthless image she had shown before.
Only then did Chen Fan understand how Qin Xian'er had earned her reputation as a witch, even a demoness. He shook his head slightly, then asked, "What are your motives?"
At those words, the smile in Qin Xian'er's eyes slowly faded. A trace of killing intent flashed through them before she spoke at last.
"My motive is, naturally, the Immortal Sect."
"So you saved me because you want to use me as a pawn again?" Chen Fan's expression gradually turned cold. "One day, I'll go to the Immortal Sect myself, wipe away the disgrace, and reclaim my sword. As for how I get there, no one can dictate that to me."
Qin Xian'er nodded and looked at Chen Fan seriously. "I certainly won't dictate your path. Your talent has shocked everyone. This time, I truly had the thought of taking you as my disciple. You may not know this, but my cultivation isn't that of an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator."
"Even my senior martial sister, the Immortal Sect's Senior Martial Sister, isn't merely at the Foundation Establishment level, as you