Regardless, the Temple was somewhere they had to go.
In the end, the husband and wife left with two Night-Luminescent Pearls, just as they had wished, overflowing with joy as they departed.
Meanwhile, the sky outside had darkened completely. Neither starlight nor moonlight could penetrate the layers of black mist now; endless darkness surrounded them.
Moreover, the once-gentle breeze had become a gale, driving sand and piles of grass against their wooden hut with a succession of grating noises.
In a rare gesture, Ning Fan removed his Hood, revealing a luminous, flawless face. His otherworldly eyes shone with unusual brightness in the darkness, but his pupils looked strange-they were vertical.
This was not Su Jiu's first time seeing Ning Fan's eyes, but until now, she had only understood them to be different in color. She had never expected them to change like an animal's...
"Do your eyes change because of your innate talent?"
Ning Fan covered one eye with his hand and nodded. "Come to think of it, Junior Sister, you've never seen me use my innate talent, have you?"
Su Jiu grew a little distracted. In truth, it was not just Ning Fan's innate talent she had never seen in use; she had never seen Xia Jue's either.
She still remembered what Xia Jue had once told her... Once I unleash my innate talent, I fear rivers of blood will flow.
She wondered just what sort of innate art her Eldest Senior Brother possessed.
Su Jiu smiled. "Yes. I once read accounts in ancient texts of certain innate arts powerful enough to defy the heavens. Every use exacted a price, so cultivators who acquired such innate arts generally refused to use them lightly.
"I imagine yours is something like that too, Senior Brother Ning."
Ning Fan smiled faintly. "My