"W-who are you?" the old man asked, still not daring to turn around. The fear on his face was evident, even to the young girl on the bed.
She had been forcefully brought to this Clan, where she was forced to cultivate everyday. The clan poured so many resources to get her to become a Heavenly Celestial in such a short time, even using treasures that harmed her life essence.
Despite becoming a Heavenly Celestial, her life span was even lower than an ordinary mortal. She understood that these people weren't doing this for her. She expected her to be sacrificed, but she didn't expect it to be this way.
She was helpless, and realised that she was going to lose even the last precious thing to her. However, just as she had lost all hope, resisting fiercely, she saw the old man stop. The fear on his face was something she could never have expected.
