Murong Congyun took several steps toward Xiao Hua, but as she drew near, her pace slowed again, as though she did not dare cross the distance of a mere arm's length. Her eyes scarcely left Xiao Hua's face. Only when she was close did she speak again. "Xiao Hua, you... you truly scared me to death! What happened that day? You fell from the sword diagram to save me. I wanted to rush down after you, but that thieving bald donkey entangled me instead. I thought that since you had died, I... I did not want to live alone either! Just as I was about to fight that thieving bald donkey to mutual destruction, Fourteenth Uncle finally arrived and resolved my peril. But when I went looking for you again, there was no trace of you anywhere..."
At this point, Murong Congyun paused. A strange light flickered in her eyes, and her voice carried both relief and delight. "I had thought you had already fallen in the Divine Demon Blood Swamp, but who would have known... before I could even return to the clan, news came of the strange changes in the Divine Demon Blood Swamp. I... I truly did not know how to describe the joy I felt then. Xiao Hua, you really are someone skilled at creating miracles. I dared not believe that you could survive within the Divine Demon Blood Swamp, much less that after the Divine Demon Blood Swamp vanished, you actually farmed there!! Do you know? Over these two hundred years, I went to the Divine Demon Blood Swamp several times and personally witnessed the earth-shaking changes there. Oh, no, that place is no longer called the Divine Demon Blood Swamp. It is called the Xiao Kingdom! A country that is neither a Confucian cultivator