Yao Wan, slow to catch on, gradually widened her eyes. She had thought that instinctively jumping to a proposal was already quite a leap in logic, yet she had not expected the man before her to be even more direct.
"All right, all right... let's not talk about that for now... Come on."
Xiao Yan's expression turned solemn. Seeing that the girl before him was truly getting flustered, he shook his head and spoke seriously.
Watching Xiao Yan so obviously trying to change the subject, Yao Wan lightly furrowed her delicate brows. Naturally, she did not want to let him off so easily, but she merely gave a soft snort.
"What are we doing?"
"Do you even need to ask?"
A particularly intense gleam appeared in Xiao Yan's eyes.
"We're going to cultivate a new body for you—"
"Oh... that really is important. All right, let's go."
Yao Wan had naturally not forgotten that she was still a fire spirit. Although she was otherwise little different from how she had been in life, lacking a physical body still felt strange somehow.
If she could restore her physical body as soon as possible, that would naturally be for the best.
Unaware of the faint glint in Xiao Yan's eyes after he turned away, the two descended from the clouds and approached the place where the Spirit Devouring Saint King had fallen.
After the Spirit Devouring Saint King's death, his demonic aura vanished. All the energy he had plundered and refined throughout his life had been purified by the Emperor Flame and Tribulation Fire, then released into this stretch of heaven and earth.
Not to mention that merely the aura of death and extinction produced by his fall was enough to replenish Yao Wan's expenditure, the majority of his true energy had