Her master's betrayal and the countless attempts on her life had left Chang Xiaoyue somewhat exhausted as she raced onward, yet a little joy stirred in her heart.
At least there was still someone in this world who cared about her!
And the person who cared about her was someone she cared about too!
Nothing could have made her happier!
Her eyes curved into crescents, Chang Xiaoyue was tired from her repeated spatial jumps, but she kept pressing on.
As long as she reached the capital in the Mortal World and relied on its fortune, even if her cultivation was suppressed to an infinitely low level, she could still stand undefeated!
She had originally lingered at the edge of the Mortal World to evade the pursuers from the Ten Thousand Demon Nation because she did not want to become too entangled with it, but Ouyang's arrival had left her no choice but to venture deeper into the Mortal World.
The farther she traveled toward the capital, the heavier Chang Xiaoyue's heart felt, as though a boulder were pressing down on it.
She had felt the same thing on her last visit to the Mortal World, but she had not been so anxious then.
Perhaps it was because her purpose in coming to the Mortal World this time was different from before?
These thoughts ran through her mind, but her feet never stopped. Mortal cities appeared one after another, growing taller and more magnificent.
The farther she went, the more she could feel that invisible pressure, leaving even a Great Cultivator like her trembling with apprehension.
The demon core inside her was not circulating smoothly, and her demon essence was pinned firmly within her dantian.
Chang Xiaoyue had no choice but to descend from the clouds and bound onward with her