That voice rang out over Waterheart's lake in the dead of night, so cold and abrupt.
Su Ping's breath caught. His body seemed to have been struck by an immobilization spell; he could not move so much as a muscle, only stare fixedly at the figure before him.
At that moment, Little Flame could not even maintain its flaming bird form. It could only revert to its most basic flame form, and its constantly trembling body seemed to reveal a terror the little creature had never experienced before.
Yet the owner of that voice paid this no mind. Instead, she watched Little Paper Figure in the water with interest, then asked curiously:
"Is this a new pet species born in later ages? A completely new Undead-type pet? Finally, something other than those ugly creatures of bones and rotting flesh. It's rather cute!"
With that, she extended her hand. Waterheart's lake water obeyed her like the most well-behaved child.
It formed a hand-shaped stream and gently touched Qianyi.
The latter was rather bewildered, unsure what was happening.
Fortunately, Su Ping's Soul Contract connection still worked. He immediately issued an urgent command:
"Qianyi, come back!"
Only then did Little Paper Figure react, hurriedly floating back to Su Ping's side and eyeing this strange "human" warily.
Clearly, Su Ping's reaction displeased the figure. Her snow-white brows furrowed slightly as she said unhappily:
"Why be so stingy? In that case, fine. Little fellow, hand over that Flame Venerable phoenix spirit you're holding, and I'll overlook your rudeness."
The words spoken in Snake Script allowed Su Ping to understand exactly what she meant.
Naturally, they also allowed Little Flame to understand exactly what this being meant.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."
A low sound came from Little Flame's body, carrying urgency, unease, and a panic Su Ping