The fourth Yuanli, Yun Rong, had a keener insight than Xiao Ming. She sheathed her Snow Sword, indicating she bore no hostility, and her face resumed its lazy smile, "Thank you, miss, for lending a hand."
The blood-clad woman narrowed her elongated, fox-like eyes slightly, the tone of her voice dangerous, "You have come to the Demon Cave as well, to vanquish demons and uphold the path, and to seal Corpse King Jiang Chen?"
Yun Rong floated down beside Yin Baishuang and took out a handkerchief to dab the fresh blood from the corner of her mouth.
She laughed softly, "Although it is indeed my destiny and duty to vanquish demons and uphold the path, not all demons are alike. Moreover, today's visit to the Demon Cave is only to find someone. My Sect Master has said that we should not intervene rashly in matters concerning the awakening of the Corpse King. Everything must... follow fate."
