In Jiuli Hall.
After a thorough cleansing, not only was her soul pure and devoid of impurities, but her rate of strength recovery had also significantly increased. Even her state of mind had reached an astonishingly high level. During the day, the romantic topics discussed by Jiang Ling'er and the other young disciples had left her feeling somewhat uneasy, but after the baptism of the Ming Emperor's soul-cleansing incantation, that feeling had completely vanished.
She slowly lay on the ground.
Just then, there was a noise outside the door. Jiang Yourong quickly sat up, covering her inadvertently revealed charms.
Wang Xiu walked in, with Jiang Ling'er slung over his back. The girl was clinging to his neck like an octopus, her cheeks flushed and her eyes closed as she muttered incoherent words.
Jiang Yourong's eyes widened. "What happened?"
"She's fine, she just fainted!" Wang Xiu reassured her.
