"You finally decided to open your eyes."
Before Wang Zheng had even had time to adjust to his current body, he turned his head and met a pair of eyes brimming with accusation.
He instinctively leaned back. "What's wrong?"
Had something happened while he was unconscious?
With that thought, Wang Zheng began cautiously surveying his surroundings. Only after confirming there was no danger did he breathe a sigh of relief.
But he had clearly relaxed too soon, because his greatest danger was right in front of her.
Xue Fuyao had not done much. She had simply used a Recording Stone to record her earlier process of not exactly casting the Cleansing Spell.
"Take a look. How much compensation are you planning to give me for emotional distress?"
Initially bewildered, Wang Zheng became so embarrassed after seeing the Recording Stone's contents that his toes nearly dug a three-bedroom apartment into the floor.
He rubbed his nose and said, "Well, um, how long has it been? Isn't it time we left?"
"Not that long. About two months," Xue Fuyao said flatly.
They had encountered so many dangers on their way in, but leaving went much more smoothly.
"Looks like someone cleared away all the dangers along this route for us," Xue Fuyao said.
"Mm-hmm," Wang Yan replied rather absently.
At that moment, he was like a child who had just received a beloved toy. All he wanted now was to start cultivating as soon as possible and make up for all the time he had wasted.
When they emerged from the Emperor’s Tomb, people had already been waiting there for a long time.
"Junior Sister, over here! Over here!"
Gu Nian's voice came from the distance.
"Senior Sister!"
Xue Fuyao jogged over to Gu Nian.
"Senior Sister, Master, Senior Brother, sorry for