Song Wen immediately sensed that Jiang Wanyue's own soul fluctuations had dispersed, leaving not the slightest trace he could detect.
"It seems you truly weren't lying, Madam Jiang. But you also promised just now to seal your cultivation."
Now, Jiang Wanyue visibly hesitated.
"Once I seal my cultivation, you won't take the opportunity to attack me, will you?" Jiang Wanyue asked uncertainly.
"Madam, you just claimed I wouldn't kill you. Why ask me now?" Song Wen turned to leave. "Since you have doubts, let's call this whole thing off."
"Wait, I'll do it!"
Jiang Wanyue gritted her teeth, then reversed the flow of her immortal essence, sending all of it back into her dantian until not a trace remained in her meridians.
Strictly speaking, this did not count as sealing her cultivation.
After all, whenever she wished, she could mobilize the immortal essence in her dantian and circulate it throughout her body.
But that took time. Though the delay was exceedingly brief, it was already enough for an Immortal Realm expert like Song Wen to decide life and death.
Song Wen's gaze darkened as he stared unblinkingly at Jiang Wanyue.
This woman really was putting her life on the line.
Was she truly gambling with her life, or did she have some other means of survival?
"Hahaha..."
Song Wen suddenly burst out laughing.
"Since you've shown such sincerity, Madam, I would be a fool not to appreciate it. As the saying goes, when a flower is ripe for plucking, pluck it!"
Song Wen moved, closing in on Jiang Wanyue, and reached out to pull her into his arms.
Warm fragrance and soft jade!
Song Wen leaned toward Jiang Wanyue's neck and inhaled deeply.
"Delicious!"
Jiang Wanyue's cheeks immediately flushed crimson.
With a thought from Song Wen, a flying ship appeared