The Young Hero Hauls a Coffin into the City!

"Th-this..." Li Xian exclaimed in shock.

Madam Wen's lips curled upward as she thought, This boy's Transformed Aspect is actually similar to mine. A lump of common mud hiding true gold, after all. He is the same kind of grade-one person as me.

She had originally had no intention of nurturing Li Xian. Yet as he revealed himself step by step, she was first satisfied, then surprised, and only gradually developed the desire to cultivate him.

No matter how much she had nurtured him before, Madam Wen would never have paid him much attention.

Today, she learned that Li Xian's Transformed Aspect was actually identical to her own. The [Perfect Aspect] was already rare, and Madam Wen took pride in it. One such person was rare enough; now, another had emerged, and he was even under her command.

It inevitably made her think: a treasured sword deserved a treasured scabbard.

"Your Transformed Aspect is extraordinary, but the martial path still requires diligent study. I have been refining pills for more than a month, and I am somewhat weary," Madam Wen said.

Li Xian rose and said, "In that case, I shall take my leave." He turned to depart.

"When did I tell you to leave?" Madam Wen said coolly, and the temperature abruptly plummeted.

"Then, Madam..." Li Xian felt as though thorns were pressing against his back as he asked in confusion.

"You do not understand the rules." Madam Wen lightly rebuked him. "If I say I am tired, what should you do?"

Li Xian thought, *Madam Wen has a strange temperament; she truly cannot be fathomed. Since she said she was tired, she should naturally rest properly. Leaving at such a time should have been right. Since she will not permit me to go, could it be that she