Inside the pavilion.
When she heard Li Ping agree to remove the restrictions on the two of them, joy shone in Wei Yiling's eyes.
But she had also heard the uncertainty in his words, despite his considerable attainments in formations.
After all, the restrictions within their divine souls had been placed by a Nascent Soul Cultivator, while Li Ping was only a Core Formation Cultivator. It was hard to say whether he could truly remove them successfully, so he could only do his best.
Still, of everyone she knew, Li Ping had the greatest mastery of formations.
And although Li Ping had deliberately tricked her once before, deep down, she still felt close to him and considered him someone worthy of her trust.
If I hadn't deceived him first by pretending to give him a jade slip, none of what followed would have happened. Really, I have only myself to blame, she thought. Fellow Daoist Li openly admitted that he might not be able to remove the restrictions. That only proves he's honest and trustworthy.
While Wei Yiling was pondering this, Li Ping spoke again. "Fellow Daoist Wei, please give me your hand. I need to examine exactly what kind of restriction that person left within your divine soul."
"All right."
After Li Ping had seen most of her bare body, Wei Yiling no longer maintained her former haughty demeanor around him. Instead, she seemed meek and obedient. With a soft murmur of assent, she extended her small hand, its fingers as tender and smooth as young scallion shoots.
Li Ping rested a hand on her wrist and sent his divine sense straight into her body, reminding her, "Don't resist."
"Mm." Wei Yiling gave a soft nasal murmur.
Although Li Ping was only at the core formation early stage, his