Lu Xingyan's words, Yuezheng Yan automatically translated to, "you still need to be locked up for another five hundred years."
He pursed his lips, his expression concerned and his tone suggestive, "If my senior sister needs me, she can summon me at any time."
"Okay, received." Lu Xingyan readily agreed, appearing unconcerned.
Yuezheng Yan: "..." Good at not listening, received first place.
After hiding in Water Moon, Mirror Flower for an hour, Lu Xingyan flashed outside, only to be touched by a white flame the moment she emerged in the Quicksand Gold Land, which frightened her into hurrying back into Water Moon, Mirror Flower.
"Senior sister, you're not hurt, are you?" Yuezheng Yan quickly caught her tumbling body, his worry evident.
"It's getting more and more divine, we'll have to wait a bit longer." Lu Xingyan raised her hand to wipe off the Golden Sand that the fire had brought onto her face.
