I stared at the surging black mist within the Specimen Room and could not help letting out a sound.
The moment my voice left my mouth, an incomparably beautiful figure in white flashed out of the roiling mist, sweeping the surrounding Black Fiend mist three feet away.
She wore a long white dress that swayed in the drifting cold fog.
Her jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, with only a few strands stirring in the eerie wind.
Her exquisite face was cold and ethereal, like a fairy beneath the moon. Only the tear mole at the corner of her left eye was so familiar.
The newcomer was none other than Xiao Yu, the true guardian of Nine Corpse Tower.
The moment Xiao Yu appeared, she drew everyone's attention.
Aunt Tang's eyes widened, completely captivated by Xiao Yu's appearance.
Zhao Liansheng drew in a sharp breath, his eyes unblinking.
Uncle Yu, Third Master, and I all showed a trace of excitement.
"Xiao Yu..."
I spoke again.
Uncle Yu followed suit.
"Miss Xiao Yu..."
"Miss!"
Third Master chimed in as well.
Xiao Yu flashed forward, turning into a streak of white light and appearing directly before us.
The icy aura around her instantly withdrew.
"Jiang Ning, what happened to Taoist Song?"
Xiao Yu stood before us as she spoke.
I hurriedly replied, "Xiao Yu, Master was poisoned by the Nether Saliva Poison of the Snow Spirit King from the Qilian Mountains. We're already out of options! Do you have a way?"
My voice carried both anxiety and my last shred of hope.
Uncle Yu hurriedly asked as well, "Yes! Miss Xiao Yu, hurry and look at Song Decai. He can barely hold on any longer."
Third Master, Zhao Liansheng, and the others said nothing, merely watching from the side.
Xiao Yu did