At this, she slowly turned to look at Zeng Anmin:
"So the chances of this kid lying are very low."
"Kid, aside from that evil zombie, did you see anyone else appear?"
Zeng Anmin shook his head:
"No."
"Then that martial artist who killed Zhu Wanjun..."
She pondered for a moment. "He came after you left."
Zeng Anmin looked up at her innocently:
"Then I wouldn't know."
"Fine."
Liu Shishi raised her head and looked at Sai Chuxue.
"You deal with Zhu Wanjun's body and return to the sect to report this. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll leave first."
As she spoke, she directly opened her mouth.
Whoosh!
A jade sword flew out of her mouth.
It expanded against the wind, and before long had grown into a sword five feet long and half a foot wide.
She leaped gracefully, her toes landing upon the sword.
"Go!"
Chirp!
The sword tilted upward and flew south.
Only Zeng Anmin and Sai Chuxue remained within the dense forest.
Zeng Anmin looked at Sai Chuxue's complicated expression.
He reached out and patted her delicate shoulder.
"The dead are gone. Don't grieve too much."
"Once one steps onto the path of cultivation, life and death are uncertain to begin with."
Sai Chuxue gave a soft "Mm."
Then she sighed, took a compass from her waist, and stored Zhu Wanjun's corpse within it.
"Let's go."
"Mm."
As the cry of the Fire Phoenix rang out.
Zeng Anmin and Sai Chuxue arrived at the Profound Formation Division.
Returning to the Profound Formation Division once more.
Zeng Anmin was somewhat dazed.
He looked at the strange red glow in his Sea of Consciousness Space, where it was slowly corroding the Golden Tablet.
"Miss Sai, do you know if there is anything