The light from the Memory Stone slowly faded. Su Ling'er felt dazed, her very soul reeling from an unprecedented shock.
She looked at Lin Qingfeng's satisfied expression and felt her understanding of the world had been completely redefined yet again.
'Is this the world of demonic Evil Cultivators?'
'The stories were right—they only ever showed the tip of the iceberg.'
'Without experiencing it firsthand, it was impossible to imagine that a sect with such... peculiar logic could actually exist in this world.'
Lin Qingfeng put away the Memory Stone and patted her shoulder approvingly.
"Not bad, Junior Sister. You did very well."
"You've rendered a great service to the sect today. Hurry back and get some rest. You've still got work to do tomorrow."
Su Ling'er gasped at his words.
'Wait, I just rendered a great service, and you're already thinking about making me work tomorrow?'
