Was she putting on a show and going all the way with it?
With some less-than-pure thoughts in mind, Yu Ci shifted his gaze over.
After tearing off a strip of her skirt, Lu Qing placed her hand on Bao Yun's smooth lower abdomen. Yet there was no longer any blood-stirring sight to behold. As spiritual light seeped in, Yu Ci saw dense, intricate patterns spread across Bao Yun's skin like tangled vines. They were bluish in color, bizarre and eerie to the eye.
"What is that?"
Bao Yun's increasingly hoarse screams served as fairly good cover, and Lu Qing kept it brief:
"A kind of restriction."
"Uh, Workshop Master Lu... uh, I mean, Fellow Cultivator Lu, at a time like this, why keep some things hidden?"
Yu Ci felt he had to make his stance clear to Lu Qing. "Lu Suhua is searching for you all over the world now, and that has already implicated me. Otherwise, why would I have needed to change my appearance? And that 'Chaos Qi Obscure Spirit'—shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
Upon hearing the words "Chaos Qi Obscure Spirit," Lu Qing finally looked up at him. A trace of puzzlement appeared on her still-unfamiliar face before she lowered her eyes again.
"You know... I'm sorry."
"I'll accept that, considering I paid for it with my life."
Lu Qing fell silent again. By then, Bao Yun's cries had gradually weakened, and the strange sight of vine-like patterns twining across her lower abdomen began to fade. Just as the room was about to return to silence, Lu Qing finally spoke:
"Lu Suhua placed different kinds of restrictions on ten people from the workshop, then sold them off to various places in the Northern Wasteland..."
"That doesn't make sense."
Yu Ci found it strange. Only by