Beneath the long skirt, those slender little legs bore numerous crimson stripes. They wriggled on the girl's legs, resembling serpents in motion.
Li Yelai and the Little Mad King frowned, for they could feel a sinister Spiritual Energy—from the girl's legs—slowly gnawing away at her Spiritual Energy.
"Is this... a curse?" Li Yelai furrowed his brows.
"No, it's a poison, or rather, a more potent Spiritual Energy. After a conspiracy, it clung to me, nearly merging with my own Spiritual Energy," Hong Lan explained as she lowered her skirt hem. "I secretly invited a Spirit Extinguisher from Giant City to suppress this power, but after she left, the Spiritual Energy resurged. It's difficult to eradicate."
"So, you think the Immortal Palace might possess the power to heal you?" Li Yelai shook his head, "I'm only a Fifth Sense, and with the Hong Family's influence, as long as you spread the word, I'm sure many would respond to you."
