The Flower Sect's Recent Situation, Arrival

After digesting all that knowledge, Ye Xinlan opened her beautiful eyes, which were filled with gratitude.

But when she recalled the instant his fingertip had touched her forehead, a flush immediately spread across her pretty face like the evening glow at dusk.

"Elder Ye Zhong, I'll leave the matters here to you for the time being!" Qin Chen said, as though he had noticed nothing, turning to Ye Zhong with an unchanged expression.

"Yes!" Excitement flashed through Ye Zhong's eyes as he cupped his hands in reply, his back straightening proudly.

The young master had entrusted the Ye Family with safeguarding such an important Heavenly Flame. What immense trust that was!

Qin Chen then looked at the exceptionally beautiful woman in blue beside him and said gently, "Xinlan, don't slack off."

Under his gaze, Ye Xinlan's cheeks reddened slightly. She lowered her eyes, but her tone was unusually firm. "Yes, Young Master. Xinlan won't disappoint you!"

Xiao Yi Xian narrowed her long, slender eyes slightly as her gaze lingered on Ye Xinlan's face for a moment. No one knew what she was thinking.

"Let's go." Qin Chen turned to Xiao Yi Xian, his tone calm.

"Mm." Xiao Yi Xian stopped dwelling on it and withdrew her gaze.

She extended her slender jade hand and gently slashed forward. A pitch-black spatial crack spread from her fingertips, like cloth torn apart by a sharp blade, giving off a faint silver glow.

This time, she was not accompanying Qin Chen to the Eastern Region. She was going alone to explore the Ancient Tomb of the Woeful Poison Body at the Half-Saint realm. It merely happened to be on the way.

The two exchanged a glance before slowly stepping into the crack. Their figures were swallowed by Spatial Force and vanished in an instant.