Qin Dingyi's pretty face was dark, all trace of her earlier easy, teasing expression gone.
She had approached this like a cat toying with mice. She was merely dealing with three insignificant rogue cultivators, yet she had actually let one escape.
Despicable vermin... slippery as an eel.
Though the woman among those three had little cultivation, she had an endless supply of tricks.
With the three scattering, Qin Dingyi had wasted considerable time going back and forth, and had actually lost her quarry. She considered this a disgrace beyond bearing.
Just wait until I retrieve the Spirit Treasure. As long as you're still in the Dark Marsh, you had better pray I don't find you...
As Qin Dingyi pondered, her expression shifted, and a smile returned to her face.
She raced back to the waterfall and stream, then spread her spirit sense to search the surroundings.
Though murderous intent had filled her heart at the time, that fleeting glimpse had still been enough for her to remember where the Jade Box had fallen.
To her, the Spirit Treasure was already in her pocket. She could come and collect it whenever she pleased, so she had paid it little mind.
Searching the ground inch by inch, she indeed found a Jade Box in the water not far from the waterfall.
So the current washed it over here...
Qin Dingyi curved her lips and opened the Jade Box, full of anticipation. Then her expression... froze.
Once her racing thoughts caught up with what had happened, her chest heaved uncontrollably. Only after drawing a deep breath did she speak through gritted teeth:
"Good, good, good. You vile bitch!"
Her fingers clenched, black vapor spreading through her palm. Killing intent ate into the Jade Box, turning it into jade dust that sifted down.
Qin