I Just Couldn't Help Myself

Under everyone's strange gazes,

Jiang Yuechu slowly turned around. After two breaths of silence, she looked at the Jade-Faced Immortal, her voice carrying a hint of apology.

"Sorry."

"I just couldn't help myself."

Her words reached everyone's ears.

The atmosphere in the Cave Abode instantly turned delicate.

The Jade-Faced Immortal parted her red lips, wanting to say something, but found she had no idea where to begin.

Yet as she looked at the young woman's remorseful face, ripples suddenly stirred in her heart.

She could understand how Jiang Yuechu felt.

Even an ordinary person had a measure of fighting spirit, let alone a young, hot-blooded cultivator.

She thought back to how this young woman had been the first to step forward alongside the Tiger Demon, facing the Sumeru Sect's demons without hesitation.

After those two Flowing Cinnabar Realm demons had generously laid down their lives for the Eight Hundred Miles of Linked Clouds, she had been so furious her hair nearly stood on end. She had risked incurring a monstrous karmic debt with the Sumeru Sect to kill the White Ape with her own hands.

That kind of chivalrous heart, ready to draw a blade at the sight of injustice,

was exceedingly rare in the world today.

At that thought,

the Jade-Faced Immortal began to reflect on herself.

She was at the pinnacle of the Roaming Void Sea Realm, yet faced with the Sumeru Sect's threats, she had hesitated, weighing every gain and loss.

She had shown less resolve than two outsider demons—or even a junior cultivator of the Ink Drop Realm.

If she let that spirit wear away entirely, how could she ever protect the foundations of worship across these eight hundred miles?

With that thought, the Jade-Faced Immortal's earlier hesitation vanished.

She looked at Jiang Yuechu. Her cold,