Her gaze met Su Shi'er's in midair. A moment later, Leng Yan looked slightly moved.
From her first glimpse of Su Shi'er, she had already recognized him as someone of firm resolve. Yet only now did she realize that she still seemed to have underestimated this young fellow.
His determination far exceeded anything she had imagined.
What could he have endured to forge such an unwavering heart?
That gaze, as steadfast as a hawk's... was it defiance against fate?
But... beneath his resolute exterior lay an all-consuming obsession, along with a measure of ferocity. The moment that obsession disappeared might well be the moment his state of mind began to falter.
When that time came, the slightest misstep could send him stumbling ever farther down the wrong path, into qi deviation, until his body perished and his cultivation vanished!
Leng Yan sighed inwardly, then gently shook her head. "I don't know who that person in the Sinful Dao truly is either."
"You don't know? But I heard that when the Sinful Dao suddenly appeared back then, the Secret Pavilion elder was the one who sealed it," Su Shi'er said, somewhat surprised.
"It was indeed the Secret Pavilion elder, but that happened a thousand years ago. My predecessor joined forces with several overseas Nascent Soul Stage cultivators to accomplish it. I knew of the Sinful Dao's existence and went there to investigate, but found nothing."
"If you hadn't encountered this situation, I would never have known that such a mysterious being existed within the Sinful Dao."
"But you needn't worry. When the sect faced disaster and Xi Longxuan was near death, he actually thought to send people to the Sinful Dao for help. He even possessed a talisman capable of summoning that person. He... must know something about this."
Leng Yan