"Enough!"
To their surprise, the Spirit Illusion Sect Leader's figure moved, stepping back two steps, waving his hand, avoiding it quickly.
A strange color rose from the depths of her eyes as Lady Yin Yu's smile blossomed again. Her body swayed like willow leaves in the wind, swinging her slender waist as she walked toward the Spirit Illusion Sect Leader.
"Brother Ling Huan, we haven't seen each other for three months. Have you become a bit shy? I..."
Before Lady Yin Yu could continue teasing the Spirit Illusion Sect Leader, an unexpectedly elderly voice interrupted.
"Yin Yu, don't use those little tricks on us. You know well, without Yi Qing Zi's permission, even if it goes as you wish, do you dare to absorb Brother Ling Huan's Yang Qi?"
A gust of wind blew by, and an elderly figure in a yellow Eight Trigrams Daoist Robe appeared at the spot.
It was the last Yellow Crane Daoist among the Independent Cultivator Alliance.
