Time slipped by. The sun sank completely behind the western mountains, and night gradually cloaked the Monster Mountain Range.
Moonlight spilled through the treetops, scattering mottled silver across the ground.
The white Dou Qi around Yun Yun gradually faded. Color returned to her once-pale cheeks, and the weariness between her brows vanished. Her breathing grew steady and composed. Her injuries had clearly healed completely, and thanks to the medicinal power of the pill, her Dou Qi cultivation had even advanced slightly.
She slowly opened her eyes. A glint flashed in their clear depths as she rose and gave Xiao Yan a graceful bow, her tone respectful and wholly sincere.
"Thank you, Mr. Xiao, for saving me and giving me a pill to treat my injuries. I will never forget your kindness. If you ever need anything from me, so long as it does not violate my principles or harm the foundations of the Misty Cloud Sect, I will do everything in my power to help. I will never refuse!"
That single "Mr. Xiao" showed just how humbly she had placed herself.
On the Dou Qi Continent, strength was status.
A fifteen-year-old Dou Zong powerhouse was an unparalleled prodigy the likes of which had never been heard of across the Jia Ma Empire, or even the southern reaches of the Dou Qi Continent.
Even as the Misty Cloud Sect Master, she had to treat someone like him with respect and dare not slight him in the least.
What was more, he had saved her life.
Xiao Yan waved a hand, his tone casual and unbothered. "It was nothing, Sect Master Yun Yun. You needn't take it to heart."
He had never expected anything in return. Subduing the Amethyst Winged Lion King was the whole reason he had come; saving Yun Yun