"Red sheen shimmering like molten crystal, faint threads of light swirling within as if alive; this is unmistakably the Blood Mother's Tear, recorded in the ancient texts."
Yan Yue mumbled with excitement, unlike her stoic self. She was like a Qi Condensation cultivator who found a foundation-building pill lying around.
Her face was already filled with a beautiful smile that could captivate multiple kingdoms.
'It seemed purer than I imagined. With this...my body can definitely recover from that Blood Oath.'
Years of pent-up emotions finally got the release they so wanted as she finally saw hope.
A hope to get out of the control of the sect leader of the Black Lotus.
A hope to gain freedom and a hope to get her revenge for what she bore.
And all of that was possible because of Zhiran.
This guy, who seemed lucky beyond belief. She really made a good bet this time, did she not?
"You did a good job."
