New life?
Meng Xuan instinctively tried to check her condition, only to be shocked to discover that she couldn't even look inward at her own body.
There was nothing inside her.
Forget magical power—even her true essence and spiritual energy were completely gone. Even the memories of cultivation techniques, divine abilities, and spells had vanished.
It felt as though she had returned to the time before she ever set foot on the path of cultivation.
"What's happening to me... Cough, cough!"
She was about to ask something when the dust kicked up around her made her cough.
The temperature in the Secret Realm wasn't high, and she was wearing only an overcoat. A chill crept over her, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around herself.
A captivating flush spread across her jade-like face, and a trace of embarrassed annoyance rose in her heart.
Yuanjun gently rested a hand on her shoulder, and all the strange sensations disappeared.
She had deliberately left Meng Xuan unprotected just now so she could feel her current condition.
"Daoist brother, please step outside," Yuanjun said calmly.
Hm?
"Let Daoist Meng Xuan change into something suitable first."
Oh!
Xu Xing turned around and vanished on the spot.
After he left, the embarrassment in Meng Xuan's heart finally eased.
That situation just now... with the Sword Ancestor still there, it had been downright awkward!
"Yuanjun, did you and the Sword Ancestor save me?"
"Speaking of which, we have Daoist brother to thank." Yuanjun sent out a flicker of spiritual light, which began circling Meng Xuan.
"To some extent, this also had everything to do with Gu's scheme."
The backlash suffered by cultivators who failed to pass the Immortal-Knocking Pass was, in essence, of the same origin and nature as the cultivators themselves.
So, whether that backlash was