Inside the secret chamber, Su Shi'er did not sit in meditation. With a light wave of his hand, the Spirit Gathering Formation ceased operating.
Dozens of formation flags flew from his sleeve. The moment they landed, they transformed into a great formation that shrouded the entire secluded cultivation chamber.
Even within the Yun Ge Sect, habits of caution cultivated over many years were not so easily changed.
Whenever he arrived somewhere, he would first set up formations before settling in.
Only when he was within formations he had arranged himself could Su Shi'er feel somewhat at ease.
"Fellow Daoist, it is time for you and me to have a proper talk."
Su Shi'er's voice rang out as his gaze fell on Lady Tianyun.
She was already scantily clad, and now the ribbons formed from the Fly Whisk bound her tightly. Her skin, smooth enough to seem breakable at a puff of breath, was accentuated by the bindings, making her alluring figure all the more enticing.
During the earlier battle, Lady Tianyun had been beaten black and blue by him. Her cultivation had been sealed, greatly weakening the effects of her healing.
Still, a faint trickle of true essence could flow through her body. It certainly could not mend serious injuries.
But the minor wounds on her face had already faded and dispersed within that brief span, completely restoring her original appearance.
Her figure had been alluring to begin with, and combined with a face capable of toppling a kingdom and a city, she exuded boundless charm.
"You... what do you want to talk about?"
Lady Tianyun lay weakly on the ground. Though at another's mercy, there was little panic in her eyes.
Even as she spoke, a bewitching aura quietly spread from within her body along with the faint flow