"Transform into an Immortal?"
Lin Shisan repeated those words, his tone as calm as if he were saying the weather was nice today.
But for the first time, shock appeared on Gu Mengli's-or rather, Gai Jiuyou's-dignified, elegant face.
Those bright, starry eyes fixed on Lin Shisan, as though she wanted to see straight through him.
The air inside the Bamboo Hut froze completely at that moment.
Even Little Sprite, curled up asleep on Lin Shisan's shoulder, seemed to sense the strange atmosphere. Quietly opening its eyes, it darted to the top of his head and hid behind him, peeking out with only half its head to gaze timidly at the mercurial Gai Jiuyou.
"You..."
Gai Jiuyou abruptly rose to her feet and erupted.
She stared down at Lin Shisan, the light in her Phoenix Eyes flickering.
Lin Shisan merely watched her quietly, a faint smile lingering on his harmless face.
That smile was neither ostentatious nor provocative, yet it carried an indescribable composure.
Like a leopard lying in wait, neither hurried nor impatient, waiting for its prey to expose a weakness.
"How did you guess?"
"Guess?"
Lin Shisan finally spoke, his voice soft but every word clear.
His eyes said it all: I might be a little slow to react, but I'm not an idiot. I worked this out through rigorous deduction, all right?
"The reasoning is simple. How could the mighty Patriarch of the Demon Sect, Gai Jiuyou, who nearly destroyed the entire Immortal Alliance in a single night, be suppressed by a mirror for a thousand years? Even if Patriarch Tianjizi's cultivation defied the heavens, surely he couldn't stop even a strand of your Divine Sense from escaping?"
"Unless you never intended to escape at all. You wanted them to seal and suppress you."
Gai Jiuyou's pupils abruptly