But what truly made Tang Ya's legs feel heavy and kept her from taking another step was her Soul Power, which was fast approaching level forty.
Ever since her Martial Soul had mutated and the Holy Spirit Cult had taken her away, her cultivation speed had been transformed.
At last, she could see a real chance of catching up to Bei Bei. She no longer had to sit in meditation day after day, unable to raise her Soul Power no matter how hard she tried.
She had only been able to watch Bei Bei and the others her age pull farther and farther ahead. She had endured enough of that helplessness: a sect leader who could not even protect herself.
Xuan Zi stopped and turned around. His gaze settled on Tang Ya's mostly concealed face, and he asked in a grave voice where she had been all this time.
Tang Ya lowered her head and twisted the hem of her clothes between her fingers. Her answer was vague; she only said she had run into trouble and could not go back for the time being.
Xuan Zi frowned at her evasive manner. At last, he sighed.
"After you disappeared, Bei Bei searched for you like a madman. He had such a promising future, but now he can't settle his mind to anything. No matter how much trouble you're in, you should at least tell him."
At the sound of Bei Bei's name, Tang Ya's slender shoulders trembled.
She finally looked up, her eyes red and her voice shaking as she fired off one question after another.
"How is Bei Bei? Have his injuries healed? Did the Sea God Pavilion punish him...?"
Seeing her like this, Xuan Zi knew she still cared about the people at Shrek. His tone softened at