"Dark-Type Spirit Master!" Situ Hao shrieked. Light Element Spirit Masters were somewhat like Wood Element Spirit Masters: weak in combat and of rather limited use. But the Light Element had always stood in opposition to the dark, so hearing this inevitably excited him. Once that excitement passed, his expression grew exceptionally grave.
He had never expected this trip to Return Town to bring him face-to-face with the first Dark-Type Spirit Master of his life.
Bai Rou and the others exchanged looks. Their understanding of Dark-Type Spirit Masters was still limited to rumors from the outside world.
"Wanyu, the people from Sacred Feather Academy are coming." Sensing their auras, Li Yunan immediately came to warn everyone in the Small Courtyard. After all, a living person was lying on the ground, trussed up tightly and dumped there by them. It looked far too much like a kidnapping.
Although they disliked some of Sacred Feather Academy's practices, they had no intention of going to war with them just yet.
Qian Wanyu found a piece of cloth somewhere and stuffed it into Xian's mouth, then picked her up like a chick and tossed her into the room. After circling the room, she placed a Formation Stone in each of its four corners. Once the formation activated, the people standing outside the door suddenly could no longer see Xian or the others. "Ninth Sister, you, Lü Xing, and him-the three of you watch her for now. Don't let her escape."
"All right, Seventh Sister."
Dongfang Minghui wore a complicated expression. Before she could ask Seventh Sister about Dongfang Lizhu, her cousin's people had come knocking. Still, she trusted that Seventh Sister had a reason for bringing her back. "Lü Xing, let's find a way to mask her aura so no one discovers her."
Xian sneered