Dark-Skinned Brat! A Hundred Billion Times!

Inside Biyou Palace, the candlelight burned low.

Liu Zhiyue nearly cried out when a figure suddenly appeared behind her.

Only when she saw that it was Ye Li, master of Biyou Palace, did she relax.

"Zhiyue, what brings you to my Biyou Palace so late?"

As Ye Li spoke, his gaze fell on the medicine jar in her arms. Where had this Imperial Weapon come from?

"Master."

Liu Zhiyue looked conflicted when she saw Ye Li, but she still said, "You're going to Void Origin Hall tomorrow, so I wanted to help you."

She held out the jar. "I accidentally fell into a forbidden ground a few years ago and found this Imperial Weapon there. Before I reached the Quasi-Luo Realm, Senior Medicine Luo taught me how to cultivate."

Watching Ye Li hold the jar, Liu Zhiyue spoke with a trace of reluctance. "You've been so good to me, Master. When you go to the Soul-Shaking Luo Emperor tomorrow, please take her with you."

Ye Li accepted the jar almost without thinking. At her words, the warmth in his eyes deepened.

He looked down at the Imperial Weapon. Countless ferocious ghosts were depicted on its surface, suppressed in purgatory, while a hideous ghostly face loomed at the top.

"This medicine jar even taught you how to cultivate?"

"Of course I did, you worthless brat!"

An arrogant voice rang out from the jar in Ye Li's hands.

A figure leaped from its mouth and shot Ye Li a sidelong look of utter contempt.

Her skin was as smooth as pale dark chocolate. A high ponytail swayed behind her as she sat cross-legged atop the jar, arms folded, an air of wildness about her.

Ye Li was surprised. "An Imperial Weapon's spirit?"

Compared with the Azure Luo Ruler, the maturity of this