Qiao Mengyu had been meditating with her eyes closed. Hearing the conversation between Song Wen and the Heaven-and-Earth Avatar, she opened her eyes and looked toward the avatar. Before she could rise to pay her respects, she heard his frivolous remark.
Although she could not see the Heaven-and-Earth Avatar's true face, she distinctly felt two burning gazes shooting out from beneath the hood of his black cloak, sending a chill through her entire body.
A flicker of fear crossed Qiao Mengyu's eyes.
He was a Mahayana-stage cultivator. If he truly wanted to do something to her, how could she and "Lei Yue" possibly resist?
Hadn't "Lei Yue" said this senior would never harbor any ill intent toward either of us? Why was he now coveting my beauty?
"Senior..."
Qiao Mengyu rose trembling, her thoughts racing as she tried to find a way to refuse him without provoking his displeasure and inviting a ruthless killing blow.
Just then, "Lei Yue" suddenly took two steps sideways and stood in front of her.
She immediately felt that covetous gaze being cut off.
Looking at the broad back before her, Qiao Mengyu felt an inexplicable warmth of reassurance rise in her heart.
"Senior, she is my betrothed Dao companion. Please, for the sake of whatever small regard you have for me, show mercy," Song Wen said with a bow.
"If you have yet to wed, she is not your Dao companion. I have taken a fancy to her. You had best choose someone else," the Heaven-and-Earth Avatar said with a sneer.
Song Wen did not immediately reply, and the Heaven-and-Earth Avatar said nothing further. Silence abruptly descended, leaving only the ceaseless howl of the yellow sands around them.
Qiao Mengyu's heart pounded like a drum.
That "Mahayana-stage cultivator" merely stood there, yet his presence