"Your Majesty, Fairy Jiang has awakened."
A palace maid came to report.
Upon receiving the news, Chen Sansi immediately went there.
When he pushed open the grand doors of the sleeping quarters, he saw the red-eyed woman, leisurely sipping a pot of Spiritual Tea at the table.
It was the Witch.
Since the Battle of Kunxu, Jiang Xiyue seemed deeply affected, often falling into a deep sleep. For the most part, it was the Witch who controlled her body.
The Witch also told Chen Sansi that she had a name, "Jiang Ye," and hoped that there would be more respect in conversation between them for each other's seniors.
"How is my senior sister doing?"
Chen Sansi got straight to the point.
"Almost dead."
Jiang Ye's red lips slightly parted: "If no method is found soon to stabilize her Divine Soul, this body will become completely mine."
"How can her Nascent Soul be preserved?"
