Miaowei shivered, the aroma of wine evaporated from her spirit body, leaving no trace of alcohol, and even her expression became overwhelmingly clear, filled with Evil Qi. She asked solemnly, "May I ask the Dean, how far is it from here to Xiehe?"
"It varies, the nearest is somewhere beyond Zhutian, amidst 8,649,253 stars."
Tang Luo replied indifferently, the soul projection cannot deceive, but words may not be truthful.
"It's so far..."
Miaowei was first lost, then contemplated, recalling the records of emptiness on Dayuan Peak, immediately affirmed, "It must be this far!"
Having resolved her thoughts, the old Daoist priest looked up again, "This matter is too significant, and I cannot decide. May I ask the Dean to project once more, so I can take this back to the sect and consult the peak master and the abbot."
Why make such an effort, if not to stir the entire Xuanji Sect.
