He Qing furrowed her brow. "It seems the puppet sect's preservation method cannot be discerned by mere observation of the body. Senior sister, should we bring the body back for further study?"
Zhao Ling shook her head. "No need. Even if we were to study it further, we wouldn't find anything useful. Let's dissolve them both." With that, she turned and strode out of the room.
He Qing produced a vial of corroding powder and sprinkled it over the village head's body and the woman's body. In mere moments, the bodies liquefied into a grotesque puddle.
"Tomorrow before dawn, we'll head back to the capital," Zhao Ling announced as she emerged from the room. "Everyone, get some rest. By then, the young sect leader will have recovered."
No one voiced any objections. They each found a corner to sit in a lotus position, allowing their internal energy to recover. After all, another major battle awaited them in Jinzhou City.
