A Sickly Beauty, a Ferocious Armlet (Part 2)

Yu Ci turned at the sound and saw a petite girl with an innocent, youthful face walking in. Even when she was solemn, her upturned lips made her seem cheerful; even as an "immortal maiden," she was the exceedingly approachable sort. Yu Ci had dealt with her before through the Ghost Loathing avatar and knew that she was one of Sword Discussion Pavilion's outstanding fourth-generation disciples—highly skilled, bold, and wildly unconventional. With a treasure like the Crimson Cloud Dharma Robe protecting her, she was a truly troublesome character. Speaking of treasures, he had once lacked any intuitive understanding of them, but his perspective was different now. Looking again, he found that Baoguang truly surged skyward from her body. So-called "treasure light" was in fact the manifestation of magical artifacts and treasures resonating, through their distinctive pulses of existence, with the surrounding primordial qi—whether lightly or heavily, in harmony with or stirring up the laws of heaven and earth. From the moment Ling Jiao entered, the spiritual pressure of treasures had filled the room. Most especially, the sword on her back: its hilt and scabbard were dark and heavy-looking, yet seemed to radiate invisible needle-like sharpness. By rights, divine objects concealed their own brilliance and should not display such naked edge. There was only one explanation: this girl was deliberately urging forth the treasure's power, and clearly had a purpose in doing so. But had she worn this sword before? It did not seem to fit her usual style. As Sword Discussion Pavilion's representative, Ling Jiao maintained a serious demeanor throughout. She merely nodded to acknowledge the people in the room, then went straight to the bedside to examine Bai Niangzi's condition. Like Yu Ci, she first took her pulse and touched her forehead, but what followed was much more meticulous—and