Time passed.
About an hour later.
Ning Rongrong's body began to tremble.
At first, it was only a slight shiver. Then the tremors grew increasingly intense, and a hazy radiance began to emanate from her entire body.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda emerged from within her on its own, hovering above her head.
The delicate seven-tier pagoda was undergoing some kind of transformation. The light flowing across its body spread outward from seven colors. An eighth color appeared, followed closely by a ninth.
Nine-colored glazed light burst forth.
The treasured ground surrounding the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was instantly enveloped in dazzling nine-colored splendor. The milky-white spring reflected glazed hues, while the crimson spring refracted soaring rainbow clouds. Strange flowers and exotic grasses swayed beneath the nine-colored glow, turning the entire valley into a descending fairyland.
Yang Xing stood more than ten meters away, shading his eyes with one hand as he took a look.
"Pretty nice."
He offered that assessment, then continued studying an unknown purple fungus nearby.
Meanwhile, inside a stone grotto in a cliff face some distance from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
A pair of emerald-green eyes abruptly opened.
Dugu Bo truly was not near his medicinal garden at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well at this moment.
He was cultivating at another hideout of his in Sunset Forest, though it was somewhat far from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
But now, a violent energy fluctuation from outside shattered his peace.
He looked up.
Beyond the stone wall, the fading glow of nine-colored light faintly seeped in.
Dugu Bo frowned deeply.
This whole area was his private territory in Sunset Forest. There should not have been anyone here.
And that direction?
Was it the direction of his medicinal