I see!
Eight-tailed suddenly understood. Before this, she had merely thought the strange power lingering around the wound was difficult to dispel. Only now did she realize that it was more than simply hard to resolve—it could also track her.
No wonder that detestable Human Race cultivator had been able to pinpoint her hiding place. No wonder he had deliberately left such a wound on her!
What enraged her even more was that the power could actually be controlled from afar to tear open her wound!
What kind of power was this?
"Anyone home?" The voice outside came through again, even louder than before.
Eight-tailed no longer dared hesitate. She hurriedly lifted the restriction, then reached outside and grabbed.
Lu Ye was involuntarily dragged in.
Inside the pit, Eight-tailed sealed the restriction again. Grabbing Lu Ye by the collar, she yanked him before her and ground her teeth. "Why aren't you dead yet?!"
She looked utterly ferocious, but since she was shorter than Lu Ye and had to tilt her head up at him, she instead looked rather comical. Her words were venomous, yet her breath was fragrant as orchids.
Lu Ye merely looked at her calmly, a thought stirring in his mind.
Eight-tailed let out a low cry and staggered back. Blood immediately poured from her wound.
She blinked, only then snapping out of her fury. It seemed she was no match for this Human Race cultivator! If they truly fought, she would definitely come to no good end. Besides, he could use the strange power in her wound against her.
Perhaps she should not have been so fierce toward him just now...
She had simply been so angered that her mind had gone muddled.
The corners of her mouth twitched. Finally recognizing reality, she softened her tone. "Dao