"Let's return to what we were talking about when we first entered the Nine Nether Imperial Capital-you said that if we survived, you would tell my master something." Ning Qingfeng stood quietly before Li Yang. Gone was the forcefulness she had displayed in Yongning Commandery; instead, she showed a hint of girlish playfulness. "What was it?"
Ning Qingfeng was proud, but not aloof.
It mainly depended on whom she was dealing with.
Toward Kun Cultivators who suffered hardship, she harbored compassion.
Toward the rulers of traditions that came with ill intentions, she was cold as frost.
But before Li Yang, she revealed her truest self, holding nothing back.
"..." Li Yang answered with silence.
During this journey through the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm, he had come to believe that Ning Xi was simply Ning Xi, that such a Crown Champion existed in the Nine Provinces.
He had even shed the first tears of his life over Ning Xi's death, his heart pierced with agony.
But now you're telling me there never was a Ning Xi-it was Ning Qingfeng all along!
He had guarded against every possibility, yet still fallen into the trap.
These mighty figures possessed heaven-reaching means, nothing a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator like him could defend against.
Li Yang's silence made Ning Qingfeng uneasy as well.
In her five thousand years of cultivation, she had never encountered anyone like Li Yang. She had no idea what he was thinking now, and her heart fluttered with apprehension.
"I'm sorry." She put away every trace of her smile and treated Li Yang as her equal.
She was no longer the lofty Household Ancestor Ning who had once passed judgment on Li Yang at whim, holding his life and death in her hands.
"I wanted to experience the cultivation world anew