Luo Huainan's Nascent Soul stopped struggling.
The chessboard-like net of light stopped shrinking as well.
The Nascent Soul floated in the air above the Little Green Bottle, watching Tong Yan walk up to the table, puzzlement showing on its face.
That emotion was faint, for the Nascent Soul had only just been born and was itself very faint.
Tong Yan sat on the stone stool, his eyes exactly level with the Nascent Soul.
The Nascent Soul's features somewhat resembled Luo Huainan's, but looked far more youthful. Facing Tong Yan's face at extremely close quarters, it made for a rather interesting sight.
"So you secretly nurtured a Nascent Soul. No wonder you rarely stayed on Yunmeng Mountain these past three years. I suppose this was the final escape route you prepared for yourself?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about. Why haven't you let me go yet?"
"What I mean is that you caused our junior sister's death, so your conscience was uneasy and you were terribly afraid. You didn't even dare let our two masters know you had nurtured a Nascent Soul."
The Nascent Soul fell silent for a while, then said, "Our junior sister did die to save me. To say I caused her death isn't wrong."
Tong Yan shook his head and said, "You understand what I mean. Why bother saying these things?"
The Nascent Soul said angrily, "Are you saying I killed our junior sister?"
Tong Yan said, "If that wasn't the case, what were you afraid of? Why hide your Nascent Soul from everyone?"
The Nascent Soul stared into his eyes and said, "Have you gone mad? Why would I kill our junior sister?"
Tong Yan said, "For the Ten-Thousand-Li Seal, of course."
The Nascent Soul looked incredulous. "There were two Ten-Thousand-Li Seals!"
"Not even