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With her back to Liu Yu, Mo Mei's delicate body trembled at those "ill-omened words," giving an almost imperceptible shudder.
There was no other reason: "Fellow Daoist, hold a moment" carried a special meaning in the Cultivation World.
Usually, those words were spoken only on the verge of turning hostile, just before striking.
What does Qing Yang mean by this?!
Could he be planning to...
In a flash, a thought crossed True Lord Momei's mind.
At that moment, a bad feeling rose within her. She felt that he might attack her at any instant.
She clearly understood that she had few means left at her disposal, and her strength had been greatly diminished.
Meanwhile, although the Azure Yang Old Devil had only recently advanced to the nascent soul stage, his strength was unfathomable.
With her own strength alone, if they fought, her chances of survival would be slim!
I am absolutely no match for the Azure Yang Old Devil.
And at this distance, escaping in time would be difficult.
What should I do?!
Still facing away from Liu Yu, Mo Mei's thoughts raced. Her finely shaped brows creased slightly as she calmly considered her options.
Must I flee with my nascent soul?
But even if I find a new body, adapting to it would take a great deal of time. My cultivation would not improve in the short term, and I would completely lose all hope of advancing further.
Besides, even leaving my body as a nascent soul might not allow me to escape safely. Isn't that price a little too steep?!
As thoughts flashed through her mind and she realized the danger of her situation, beads of cold sweat seeped onto Mo Mei's smooth, fair forehead.
She had barely escaped the tiger's den, only to enter the wolf's