The black coffin was pried open.
A sleeping beauty with pale skin and an elegant demeanor lay silently inside.
Ye Liyuan stared blankly at the woman, whose beauty was no less than her own... or rather, the person lying in the coffin was herself.
"What in the world is going on?"
A chill shot up her spine to the nape of her neck. Ye Liyuan's delicate frame trembled as she staggered backward.
'Liyuan, Liyuan? Can you hear me? You're trembling badly. Did something happen?'
'I'll give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. If you haven't recovered by then, your Senior Sister will have no choice but to force you awake.'
Ye Liyuan listened to Lu Ruoxi's voice, transmitted into her Heart Lake via a Secret Technique.
She took a deep breath, and her restless heart calmed down.
'I only have the time it takes for one incense stick to burn. I can't just stop here.'
