Mingyuan was on the verge of turning to stone.
Ning Xiang quietly opened her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness. I thought you were going to spend a night of passion with me."
"What if I said I really wanted to?"
Ning Xiang was badly startled.
Mingyuan rubbed her head and chuckled softly. "I'm teasing you. You're so timid, yet you dared to flirt with me? Tell me, what are you planning to do on the Hundred-Flower Continent?"
Ning Xiang had no choice but to explain everything about her search for medicine for Lu Qingchen.
Oh, well. Since I'm already in the Demon Domain, there's no point running around anymore. I'll go to the Ten Thousand Demons Cave and look for the blood-burning red lotus.
Mingyuan disagreed. "The Ten Thousand Demons Cave is too dangerous. You can't go. As for that master of yours, if he dies, he dies. If you don't mind, I can teach you myself."
Ning Xiang very much wanted to seize the opportunity and agree, but she felt that would be unprincipled and damage her image as a disciple of a reputable, orthodox sect. She could only refuse with a heavy heart.
A resolute light shone in her eyes. "No matter what, as long as there's even a sliver of hope, I can't abandon my master."
Mingyuan immediately sent a message to the Old Demon King, telling him to hurry up and finish Lu Qingchen off with a spell.
Getting into the Ten Thousand Demons Cave was no easy matter, either. Its entrance only appeared on the first day of the lunar month, when the moon's crescent was at its thinnest.
In other words, Ning Xiang still had to wait five days.
Ning Xiang's response was, "Did the same person design the Ten