When you hear what I have to say next, please do not show any expression—if you still want your child to survive.
This is neither a threat nor a proposal for cooperation. It is a notification.
The Sages from the Great Yan sects on this journey are even stronger than I anticipated. Even if both our sides joined forces, we would not be their match. Therefore, I need to borrow Mu Nuo's power.
There is no need to be surprised. Your child truly possesses such power—the power to rival the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion Master or the master of the Ancient Abyss.
Thus, in payment for the two of you going to besiege and kill the Qin Family Sage, should I fail to stop the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion Master alone, I will give you an opportunity—an opportunity to awaken Mu Nuo at the cost of Madam Wan's life.
This was the voice transmission Xu Changtian had sent earlier, and the reason the husband and wife had abandoned their standoff and chosen to come besiege Qin Ke.
And because of this, Wan had indeed prepared herself to die.
The human named Xu Changtian had not broken his word. Just as he had said in his voice transmission, he returned her child to her.
Holding that familiar little body in her arms, Wan's already half-ethereal form began to dissipate rapidly. The loss of Yin source made her already pale face appear translucent, yet her gaze remained calm, entirely devoid of the madness common to ordinary Yingui on the verge of fading away.
Ever since she could remember, she had been an oddity among the Yingui.
Compared to the other Yingui, Wan was very intelligent. Though only relatively speaking, it was more than enough among kin who were crazed, dim-witted, and knew only destruction.