“You flatter me, Miss Longing.”0

Ye Qing smiled politely. Now that she mentioned it, Hua Mei was probably testing his physical strength with her pipa performance, and Jue Yan his mental strength and ability to pierce illusions. 0

It was all to confirm if he was qualified to venture into the fog and help them.0

Had he failed either one of the tests and proven himself unworthy, he would probably be dead already. And judging from how practiced their methods were, he had no doubt that they had tested countless warriors for heaven-knows-how-many years.0

Obviously, those people were long dead.0

“Besides that, we are running out of time. The corpse is growing stronger with each person it devoured using the Boat of Longing and the fog. We can tell that it is slowly but surely catching up to us. It won’t be long before the corpse revives, and when that happens, me and my sisters will surely perish, and humanity will suffer a great calamity. We beg you not just to free us, but also save those who would fall victim to this monster from tragedy.” 0

All three women bowed to him again with pleading in their eyes.0

“But of course. It is my natural responsibility to save fair maidens such as you three and prevent a calamity from befalling my people,” Ye Qing declared with a solemn exp...0