But even so, she had left far too many hidden dangers behind. The scars on her Divine Soul were densely packed, resembling a spider web.
Just as her master had said, if this continued, she would likely shatter her Divine Soul and perish within a year, without any chance of survival.
This was also the true reason why her consciousness was always somewhat twisted.
Before this, she had thought that her Divine Soul could never be healed and that she would have to endure agonizing pain for the rest of her life.
However, she could never have imagined that today, within the cramped confines of the Flying Craft, in front of her master, her Divine Soul would begin to gradually heal.
Moreover, all this seemed to be because of the scorching, intense Evil Qi that her master had just infused into her.
Could it be...
Her master had not deceived her, in her master's eyes, the bond between them was indeed one of deep master-disciple affection.
