Mi He returned directly to her cave abode, took out the communication jade slip, and read the message within.
[Daoist Mi He, have you been well lately?]
Mi He pondered for a moment before replying.
[Extreme Yin, you're still alive?]
Song Wen replied, [Naturally, I am safe and sound. Otherwise, how could I be sending you a message?]
Mi He said, [Ghost Suanni, Yang Yu, and Blood Brow joined forces, yet they still failed to kill you?]
Song Wen said, [I escaped by luck.]
[What do you want by contacting me?] Mi He asked.
[Help you get rid of Yang Yu,] Song Wen said.
[Help me? More likely, Daoist, you want to get rid of Yang Yu and wash away your past humiliation!] Mi He said.
Song Wen said, [Don't you want to get rid of Yang Yu?]
At those words, Mi He fell silent. Only after a long while did she reply.
[As far as I know, you are only at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage. Yet Yang Yu is not only a Nascent Soul peak cultivator himself, but also has two peak fourth-rank spirit beasts. Are you truly so confident that you can defeat him?]
Song Wen said, [Since I was able to escape from the combined attack of those three, I have at least some chance of victory against Yang Yu alone. Besides, after all these years, could it be that you have made no preparations at all?]
[What do you mean by that?]
It was as though someone had peered into the deepest secret in her heart; there was an obvious tremor in Mi He's tone.
[Heh heh...] Song Wen's laughter carried a hint of mockery. [It seems I misunderstood you, Daoist. Since you harbor no ill intentions toward Yang Yu, I shall not disturb you