The cold wind whistled, sending the white curtains in the pavilion fluttering. The drapes chimed like wind bells.
Duanmu Ling'er said respectfully, "The Iron Coffin has been safely delivered to Celestial Ancient City, Holy Maiden. You may inspect it now."
"Did anything else happen along the way?" The Demon Sect Saintess sat in the pavilion, her voice even more beautiful than the zither music from before.
Duanmu Ling'er hesitated slightly, but in the end, she told her about the strange cries from within the Iron Coffin, as well as the Corpse Poison and baleful yin that had appeared in those martial artists.
After hearing this, the Demon Sect Saintess fell silent for a moment. "It seems Shang Pojun's corpse has undergone an inconceivable change. It must be transported back to Nine Deaths Cliff immediately. Not a moment can be delayed. Rest in Celestial Ancient City tonight. Tomorrow, we will set out for Nine Deaths Cliff."
"Everything shall be according to Holy Maiden's instructions," the three said in unison.
As if recalling something, Duanmu Ling'er asked, "That Elementary Heart Nourisher has some methods for dealing with Corpse Poison and baleful yin. Should we bring him along?"
The Demon Sect Saintess said, "He is merely an Elementary Heart Nourisher. If he is willing to come, bring him. If he is unwilling, there is no need to force him. I subdued an Intermediate Heart Nourisher in White Dragon City. With that Intermediate Heart Nourisher present, there is no need to fear Shang Pojun's corpse causing further trouble."
To someone of the Demon Sect Saintess's stature, an Elementary Heart Nourisher was no more significant than an ant, utterly unworthy of attention.
Yet Duanmu Ling'er had quite a favorable impression of Ning Xiaochuan. After finding Cao Baldy, she asked, "Where did Ding Xiao San go?"