Deep within the Magma World, the afterglow of Zi Yan's emergence from her cocoon had yet to fade.
The violet-gold Dragon Phoenix Pattern still flickered softly between her brows. The cocoon of light that had wrapped around her for so long had already transformed into countless streams of light and merged into her body. She stood beside Xiao Fan, the violet-gold dress condensed from Dragon Phoenix origin energy swaying gently with the heat waves of the magma. There was less childishness in her features now, yet she still retained that familiar possessive stubbornness.
As she chewed on the medicinal pill Xiao Fan had handed her, she occasionally reached out and poked Xiao Fan in the chest.
That was where she had just left her Dragon Phoenix Imprint.
Every time she poked it, the violet-gold mark glimmered faintly.
Xiao Fan lowered his eyes to look at her.
"How many times do you need to check it?"
Zi Yan said seriously, "I just put it there. Of course I need to look at it a few more times."
Zhu Kun coiled before the Ancient God Cave Mansion, the corner of his eye twitching.
He had wanted to pretend he had not seen anything, but his daughter's utterly righteous expression was too obvious. In the end, he could only shift his gaze toward the stone doors of the cave mansion.
"I didn't see anything."
Zi Yan immediately looked up.
"You clearly did."
Zhu Kun fell silent for a moment.
"Then I'll pretend I didn't."
Xiao Fan turned his head, suppressing a smile.
Zi Yan gave a soft snort and withdrew her hand, seemingly satisfied at last.
But the relaxed atmosphere did not last long.
Zhu Kun's expression gradually darkened.
He looked at Zi Yan. His voice was no longer as cautious as before,