Ling Chuxi did not know what her mother, Dongfang Yi, and the others were talking about after that. The moment she returned to her room, she prepared to enter closed door cultivation.
"Qingjue, Yichen, don't worry. I will definitely save you." Looking at Huangfu qingjue and Ling Yichen's peaceful faces in their deep sleep in the Meru space, Ling Chuxi swore to herself.
Focusing her mind and calming her spirit, Ling Chuxi's mind was at peace. Very quickly, she entered a state of emptiness.
She didn't know that in the Meru space, the White silk in the Jade bottle was quietly slipping out of the mouth of the bottle and into the piece of bone that Shangguan zhenting gave her.
A ray of red light suddenly glowed from the skeleton. It was as if rain had fallen from the sky and landed on Huangfu qingjue and Ling Yichen's bodies.
And within their bodies, there were also subtle changes that no one knew about.
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