"Master, has that fox demon left?"
Not long after Kuzunoha left, Hong Meiling appeared out of thin air beside Fu Hua.
Fu Hua had long since grown used to the people around her appearing and disappearing without a trace, so she was not startled. At the moment, she was sitting cross-legged on the carpet in meditation, while the Feather of Dust atop her ponytail gave off a faint glow.
"Mm, she left a while ago."
Hearing Hong Meiling's voice, Fu Hua slowly opened her eyes. Looking at Hong Meiling as she approached, she replied calmly.
"How are you feeling now? Do you feel a little better?"
"The Sword Heart Art should be able to weaken that thing's influence on you."
Fu Hua stopped meditating and rose to her feet. She walked over to the table, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup of water for herself and Hong Meiling each.
"Mm, the Sword Heart Art Master taught me has indeed been very useful. The negative emotions constantly echoing within me have lessened somewhat."
Hong Meiling answered with a grateful smile. However, after being polluted for so long by the negative emotions of this world's karma, eroded by curses and the sounds of frenzied slaughter, even though she could still remain conscious, some distortion was inevitable.
With that twisted smile and those eyes brimming with intense killing intent, no matter how one looked at her, Hong Meiling was still a terrifying monster. It was no wonder humans regarded her as a great demon and wanted to kill her.
If Fu Hua had not seen that Hong Meiling had not willingly taken on this form but had been afflicted by it, then upon seeing her like this, she might very well have considered her a distorted, crazed monster as well...
Still,