Over the following period of time,
Xie Jiuniang was rather low-key within the border.
Her strong presence on the first day, as if it was but a fleeting cloud.
Xie Jiuniang returned to the campsite on that day to seclude herself, refining away the excess soul power within her Sea of Consciousness, her Spiritual Soul seemingly on the verge of a breakthrough, but constantly failing to do so. Without continuing her cultivation, she began a ceaseless search, day and night, for a way to save Chaoyan and Vermilion Bird, growing so haggard that she was barely recognizable.
"Dog owner, enough is enough," Jian Lingyan suspected her master was acting crazy.
Xie Jiuniang said dejectedly, "How can there be no leads at all?"
"The right time has not come, forcing it is useless," Jian Lingyan said offhandedly.
The so-called right time has not come was just a comforting phrase. Anyone clear-minded knew that this meant little.
