The Golden Mountain Flooded

"Ever since I became pregnant with this child, my magical power has been steadily declining.

Just now, I used Samadhi True Fire twice in succession, and the drain was rather severe.

But it's all right. I'll be fine after regulating my breath for a while." Bai Suzhen paused to catch her breath.

"This child really is something else. Not only has your magical power been constantly declining, but even the master's cultivation has not improved in the slightest," Xiaoqing could not help muttering.

But thinking of how gifted the child was, needing to absorb so much magical power even while still in its mother's womb, she could not help but rejoice. "The child has inherited both Sister's and the master's talent. It will surely be a fine seed for cultivation."

"Enough of that. Once I've recovered a little, we should find the master and leave Zhenjiang.

I had heard before that Fahai cultivated at Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang. I thought that as long as we did not provoke him, all would be well.

Who would have thought he still bore such a grudge over that matter?"

"That's true. Sister is in no condition to fight him now. We'll talk again after the child is born."

At once, Xiaoqing and the Five Ghosts stood guard over Bai Suzhen.

Elsewhere, seeing Bai Suzhen escape, Fahai gave a cold snort. "Consider yourself lucky, demon. The next time I see you, I'll show no mercy."

He then searched all through Zhenjiang City, but found no trace of Xu Xian.

Assuming Bai Suzhen had taken him away, he returned to Jinshan Temple.

The moment he returned to Jinshan Temple, he saw someone causing a great disturbance within the temple, demanding that its monks hand over his wife.

Fahai took one look. Wasn't this Xu Xian?