"What have I to fear?"
Ling Xiao immediately vowed, "If I, Ling Xiao, do not kill Xuan Ming in this life, do not destroy the Xuanming Temple, then let me be trapped alive in this endless darkness."
"Good, good child! I really wish to spend more time with you, but this old lady doesn't have much time left.
For over three hundred years, I have minimized any activity, putting my body in a nearly comatose state, just to survive it.
Just now, to pull you in here, I moved, and in less than one shichen, I will be reduced to dust, so during this time, I will condense my remaining cultivation into a Yuanli Crystal!
You only need to use it like a Spirit Stone to obtain all my remaining cultivation level and memories."
The haggard woman's originally dull eyes showed immense determination.
She had no choice but to believe in Ling Xiao.
Looking at the haggard elder, Ling Xiao, who originally had a heart of stone, couldn't help but feel a bit soft-hearted.
