"Uh..."
Gao Xian felt a little awkward. He had just stolen sixteen Heavenly Dragon Divine Senses from the Dragon Transformation Pool, and the Undying Dragon Soul had locked onto the aura of his soul.
If he entered the Dragon-Hiding Hall again, the Undying Dragon Soul would never let him off!
Had he known, he should have waited until after crossing the lightning tribulation before stealing—no, before taking the Heavenly Dragon Divine Senses.
Bai Yujing saw the complicated, hesitant look on Gao Xian's face. Knowing him extremely well, she immediately thought of a possibility.
Astonished, she asked, "You went to the Dragon Transformation Pool to steal Heavenly Dragon Divine Senses again?"
"Hehe, Senior's eyes are as keen as torches, seeing clearly for ten thousand miles."
With a dry laugh, Gao Xian explained, "I just refined a secret art and went to the Dragon Transformation Pool to test it out a little. I took a few Heavenly Dragon Divine Senses."
As he spoke, Gao Xian held a Heavenly Dragon Divine Sense in both hands and offered it to Bai Yujing. "This junior knows Senior likes this thing, so I prepared a share for you long ago."
Bai Yujing could not help laughing. With a sweep of her long sleeve, she put away the Heavenly Dragon Divine Sense. "Now that you have condensed Supreme Origin Light, you are already an eighth-rank Celestial Venerable. I should be calling you Daoist Friend. Don't speak of seniors and juniors again."
"How could that be?"
Gao Xian said solemnly, "For three thousand years, I have been deeply indebted to Senior's great kindness, a debt I will never forget even when my teeth are gone. Though my cultivation has advanced somewhat, how could I act arrogantly before Senior?"
The smile at Bai Yujing's lips deepened. She understood Gao