Su Jiu did not want to waste any more time here and stepped straight into the miasma-ridden Foggy Jungle.
Yun Huanling hurried after her.
Watching Yun Huanling catch up, Su Jiu frowned. "Did you take a Detoxification Pill?"
"Of course I did. I'm not trying to get myself killed." He had swallowed one before he saw Su Jiu.
Su Jiu gave him a sidelong glance. He was not a complete fool, at least.
"How did you know I was here?"
Yun Huanling pursed his lips. "I ran into your martial nephew after I got out. He told me."
It took Su Jiu a moment to realize who he meant by her martial nephew. Back when their cultivation levels were similar, she had always treated Mo Yan as a friend. Even after reaching foundation establishment and core formation, she had never considered their seniority. Now, strictly speaking, their relationship within the sect really was that of martial aunt and martial nephew.
Su Jiu nodded without saying anything more, but her silence did nothing to stop Yun Huanling's mouth from running.
"I braved nine deaths for one chance at life to escape the Yun Household for you. Do you have any idea how dangerous my escape was?"
Su Jiu gave him a cool look and tilted her head. "And?"
"And you can't just leave me on the sidelines and ignore me."
Su Jiu swept a disdainful glance over him. "With your foundation establishment late stage cultivation, if I don't leave you on the sidelines during a fight, are you volunteering to serve as a punching bag?"
Yun Huanling grinned. "Except during fights!"
"How did you escape?" Although she knew Yun Huanling had plenty of Magic Treasures, she was still curious about how he had broken through all those layers of restrictions.
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