By Your Side (Ten)

On the Lost Continent, it was hardly unusual for foreign cultivators to have once been the favored prodigies of some clan or sect.

This girl's master must have belonged to an ancient sect or been a towering figure in his own right. Who knew what had driven him here?

If so, it would make sense for someone like him to have raised a disciple with such bearing.

The young woman in palace dress was still guessing at Zhao Min's origins, but one thing was certain: Zhao Min was no disciple of any major Human Race power on the Lost Continent.

"All right. One last question. Did you come to the Lost Continent with your master?"

Zhao Min felt helpless. She did not know what had aroused the woman's suspicions or convinced her that their identities were questionable. But under another's roof, she had no choice but to bow her head. She was too weak.

"I don't know. My junior brother and I have been with our master for as long as we can remember."

Zhao Min's face remained calm as she spoke. In her hand, spiritual energy gathered again, slowly forming another drop of blue liquid.

All the while, her mind raced over how to persuade this woman to save Li Yan.

This woman was probably a Devil Race expert from this region. Had she tracked them down over the recent theft? It did not seem likely. After all, the clues Zhao Min had left were obvious enough.

The woman might kill them both at any moment. Yet she was also, without doubt, their quickest chance of saving Li Yan.

Zhao Min knew from the fact that the woman had recognized Li Yan's damaged soul at a glance that this was no ordinary expert.

As she answered, Zhao Min tried