Demonic Flames IX

Wisps of cloud qi gradually spread out from the surrounding air, wrapping around Lin Xin and An Ying.

Only then did Zhuo Yueling let out a heavy breath. If her mistaken advice had caused the two of them to part in tragedy, her sin would have been immense.

But now things were fine. There was finally a good ending.

"You're called Zhuo Yueling, aren't you?" Lin Xin's voice suddenly echoed directly in her mind.

"Huh?" Zhuo Yueling froze at first, then abruptly understood and was overwhelmed with joy. "An immortal opportunity!! I'm going to become an immortal!!!"

With a fierce leap, she pounced toward Lin Xin and An Ying.

"Don't leave me behind!!! I want to become an immortal too!!"

Seeing this, how could she still not understand? These people before her had to be Qi Refiners, sword immortals, and the like—the figures ordinary mortals had only ever heard of.

If she did not seize such an opportunity tightly, she would regret it for the rest of her life!

"I owe you a karmic debt. You brought Ying'er and me together ahead of time." Lin Xin chuckled helplessly. An Ying's gaze toward Zhuo Yueling softened as well.

"I was forced into it! If it hadn't been for Master and the sect... hmph!" Bound by pride, An Ying still gave a cold snort in explanation.

"Today's cause may well be tomorrow's fruit."

Lin Xin flicked his hand, gently pushing Zhuo Yueling out of the cloud qi.

"No! My immortal opportunity!! I want to become an immortal!!" Zhuo Yueling immediately panicked. "Father! Mother!! No! Grandfather, Grandmother, Paternal Grandfather, Paternal Grandmother! Ancestors and forebears! I'll recognize you as my ancestors! Don't leave me behind!!!"

Her ability to claim relatives in an instant left Lin Xin and An Ying speechless. They simply ignored her.