Lu Qing walked forward slowly and drew close, her gaze fixed on Bao Yun's strangely radiant face. She reached out, brushed past her temple, then suddenly wrapped an arm around her and pulled her into her embrace.
Bao Yun struggled somewhat. Lu Qing did not release her, only held her tighter and lowered her head to whisper a few words into her ear.
The effect was immediate. Bao Yun stopped struggling and said nothing more.
The next moment, Lu Qing lightly struck the crown of her head. Bao Yun remained seated cross-legged, but had fallen unconscious.
Then, with a slight urging of true force, Lu Qing's eyes brightened. It seemed as though a mass of red light rose from Bao Yun's head, and a strange fragrance filled the bed curtains.
The Channelling Yin Demon was not far from ripening like a melon falling from its vine. Now that it had produced this phenomenon before an "outsider" like Lu Qing, it proved that it was gradually severing its qi connection with its original target, linking with the outside world and gaining its own supernatural powers. Yet precisely because of this, it required ample sustenance. As its vessel, Bao Yun was its first and most important nourishment.
The Ten Demon Inner Prohibition Lu Suhua had planted within Bao Yun was also one source of nourishment. Yet because the restriction was so tightly sealed, it had not yet been "digested." To remove it, however, was no different from breaking ground atop the Grand Duke's head. One misstep, and the Heavenly Tribulation originally meant for Yu Ci would fall upon Lu Qing instead.
Lu Qing did not care about that, but Lu Suhua, who was prowling nearby, would certainly make a move.
Lu Qing did not hesitate in the slightest—before coming here, she had