Fifty-Nine Frames

Author's note: Yan Qingsui: "Besides, I have a feeling following Pei Ling is bound to bring bad luck. It's safer to follow Qiao Ranran!"

This foolish author has been adjusting her sleep schedule lately, and her writing hours have shifted too. Productivity has dropped a little, so please bear with me (:з"∠)

It'll be sorted out soon!

Chapter 59: Fifty-Nine Frames

With a wave of Pei Ling's hand, Qiao Ranran's vision blurred. The next moment, she stood in the open space outside the Central Spirit Hall.

Quite a few Cultivators were still lingering there. Most had withdrawn midway through and had relatively low cultivation. Many were badly injured and had been forced to leave early; they were now meditating to regulate their breathing.

There was nothing remarkable about Qiao Ranran's appearance. She was merely a female Cultivator at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment. But compared with everyone else's battered state, her aura was steady and her Spiritual Power abundant. She hardly looked as though she had been put through the wringer.

As for Yan Qingsui, who followed behind her, he had tidied himself up before coming out, and his Spiritual Power had recovered. Even so, it was obvious he had been through a fight.

Qiao Ranran looked around but did not see Feng Changdong or Wen Ziheng. Everyone else on the Eighth Layer should have been teleported out—she had already spotted several bewildered Cultivators talking among themselves. That meant Feng Changdong and the others must have made it to the Ninth Layer.

He really was the Chosen One.

She also spotted Yu Mingxuan huddled with several Cloudflower Sect disciples. They appeared badly hurt, and visible wounds still marked Yu Mingxuan's pretty face, with no time yet for them to heal.

Then she saw Wei Huai appear nearby.