As his words fell, the domain around Liu Qi dissolved. Choking with sobs, he came before the nearly transparent Liu Ying, unable to hold back his tears.
"It was Grandpa's fault. Grandpa failed to protect you."
Seeing Liu Qi like this, Liu Ying looked anxious. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
"Senior, Liu Ying's soul is still weak. It needs to be carefully nourished," Ye Yu said.
Only then did Liu Qi come back to himself. Looking at Ye Yu, he gave him a deep bow. "Thank you, little friend."
"This junior does not deserve such thanks. I could only use this method to keep Liu Ying here. As long as she bathes in this azure light for one hour every day, her soul can be preserved from dispersing. In the future, there may not be no chance of finding her a suitable body."
Ye Yu's words gave Liu Qi hope.
Liu Qi nodded heavily. He carefully reached out, wanting to touch Liu Ying's head, but his hand passed straight through her.
"Her soul has only just left her body. She still needs quiet rest." After saying this, Ye Yu waved his hand. The azure light scattered, and Liu Ying's figure vanished with it.
Ren Xiaoyao, who had watched the scene from the side, had a face as dark as iron, no longer carrying the mocking expression he had worn when ridiculing Lingyunzi earlier.
How could he not understand now that Liu Qi had been completely seized by Ye Yu?
"Thank you," Liu Qi said to Ye Yu. Then he turned, his gaze sweeping across Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan felt a bone-piercing chill flash through his body, as though he had been targeted by some prehistoric beast. Without realizing it, he shrank behind Ren Xiaoyao.
"Fellow Daoist