Ning Pingzhang was stunned. He transmitted his voice to Ning Xiang: "Don't tell me you're in league with those demon cultivators?"
The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. Just as Ning Pingzhang was torn between secretly covering for his daughter and putting righteousness above family, Mu Fang'ai transmitted her voice to him: "Stop imagining things. Obviously, our son-in-law taught Xiangxiang."
Ning Pingzhang: ...How did his wife know what he was thinking?
Ning Xiang's head hurt. What on earth went through her father's mind all day?
As for how she knew the way to break the Spirit-Severing Formation, it went back to her previous life, when Zhu Yu had captured her and taken her to the Lotus Palace. While sneaking away, she had accidentally stumbled into his secret chamber. To get back at him, she had grabbed a few Array Manuals, one of which was for the Spirit-Severing Formation.
Later, while escaping Danyang City, she had caught a little tiger demon and planned to roast him for dinner. To save his own hide, the little tiger demon had volunteered to work for her, so Ning Xiang had him translate the Array Manuals.
She wondered where that little tiger demon was now. She rather wanted to catch up with him.
The group quietly recovered their spiritual power. At last, they were no longer lambs awaiting slaughter.
The cultivators were still denouncing Zhu Yu. Of course, aside from waging a war of words, there was nothing else they could do.
There was no need to guess: restrictions had been placed around the Pagoda Garden, and they couldn't get out. Besides, demon cultivators filled the grounds outside. Going out would only mean donating their cultivation to them.
Zhu Yu was thoroughly impatient. The guardians behind him took the hint and