Ye Xiuwen had taken Chen Feiyu’s words with a pinch of salt.
“Qin Shanshan” is little martial sister? How is this possible? Didn’t “Qin Shanshan” previously say that she had lived for over three hundred years? Furthermore, if Miss Tong is none other than little martial sister, then where does her mysterious mastery and way with formation arrays and talismans come from? After all, both disciplines of talismans and formation arrays aren’t things that can be mastered over a single decade. At the very least, it’s not possible to attain “Qin Shanshan’s” level of proficiency within such a short span of time.
Yet all of these questions in his heart were completely washed away in that single moment that he saw Jun Xiaomo. That figure dressed in striking red that was standing in the encirclement right now was undoubtedly and unmistakably his little martial sister.
Unfortunately, the moment that Ye Xiuwen recognized Jun Xiaomo’s figure was also the moment that he noticed that Jun Xiaomo was barely hanging on by the skin of her teeth.
Thus, Ye Xiuwen increased the output of his Windwalk ability to the limits and arrived by Jun Xiaomo’s side in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, he managed to catch her before she fell to the ground and parry one of Qin Lingyu’s oncoming attacks.
Qin Lingyu was only at the Golden Core stage of cultivation, while Ye Xiuwen had already attained the advanced-tier Nascent Soul stage of cultivation. Their abilities were separated by an entire qualitative level.
Just like that, Ye Xiuwen had arrived in the nick...