Gong Hao's voice carried a trace of impatience.
His instincts told him there was something wrong with this woman. Otherwise, why did it feel as though he could not leave her?
Looking at her now, she was merely an ordinary beauty, yet somehow no one else would do. It was as if some strange, unseen pull forced his gaze to settle on her.
Over the past two years, however, that strange pull seemed to have weakened somewhat.
Now, as Gong Hao looked at her again, the affection in his gaze gave way to something unsettling.
"My Mustard Seed Space has been split apart." Bai Su's voice sounded dispirited.
Gong Hao froze. He had long known that Bai Su possessed a Mustard Seed Space, but everything inside it was meant for Dao cultivators and was utterly useless to demonic cultivators like them. He had therefore never considered coveting it.
Of course, perhaps that was precisely why Bai Su had dared to tell him so openly about her Mustard Seed Space.
But he could not quite understand what she meant now. He looked at the jade bracelet on her wrist. It was clearly intact, though the jade's color had dulled somewhat. Where was the crack?
Bai Su noticed his gaze on her wrist as well. She sighed softly and said, "It isn't the jade bracelet that cracked. The resources inside the space have been divided in two."
"A transparent partition appeared in the middle. I can see the things on the other side, but I can't touch them. It's been like this for a while, but two days ago, some of the supplies on the other side seemed to have disappeared."
If Bai Su could work it out, Gong Hao naturally could too. "You mean your Mustard Seed Space might have another