"Where... am I?"
Chen Nan struggled to open her eyes. Holding her head, which felt as though it would split from the pain, she slowly sat up in bed and looked around. The room was utterly unfamiliar, leaving her puzzled.
But as her consciousness gradually cleared, memories of what had happened before she fainted flashed through her mind. Her expression abruptly changed, and she hurriedly examined her Niwan Palace.
Fortunately, a thorough inspection revealed that her Niwan Palace was perfectly clear, without the slightest sign of contamination. Half the weight lifted from her heart.
She then checked her body. Her clothes were intact, with no signs that anyone had tampered with them, and she felt no pain or soreness.
Chen Nan breathed a deep sigh of relief, inwardly marveling that she had escaped death this time. At the same time, questions lingered in her mind.
How had I survived that terrifying soul?
Could Hun Changqing have saved me?
Creak!
Just as Chen Nan was puzzling over this, the door creaked open, and a figure walked in.
She raised her eyes and saw Hun Changqing's face, which never failed to stun her no matter how many times she saw it.
"Oh, you're awake?"
Hun Changqing raised an eyebrow upon entering and seeing Chen Nan sitting up.
Chen Nan stared blankly for a moment before asking.
"Did you save me?"
Hun Changqing nodded.
"That's right. We'll be fellow disciples in the future, after all, and you still owe me so many medicinal pills. I couldn't let you die. Wouldn't I take a crushing loss otherwise?"
Chen Nan had still been basking in the relief of having escaped death, filled with gratitude toward Hun Changqing. But at his words, her face turned livid again.
"Did you know all along that something was wrong