A glint of alarm flashed in Xie Jianjia's cool eyes as a multitude of thoughts raced through her mind.
Of course, she had no desire to fall into the hands of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
That hedonistic scion, Jiang Lan, clearly saw her as a cultivation tool and wanted the Immortal Phoenix True Blood in her body. If she fell into his hands, she would absolutely meet a terrible end.
An eerie purple light flashed deep within Xie Jianjia's eyes.
She had no intention of simply waiting for death. She planned to break out of the prison cart and flee. However, the next moment, when she tried to mobilize the Magical Power in her body, she froze, her fair, pale face filled with disbelief.
'How is this possible...'
'Why can't I control my Magical Power? Why can't I use it?'
Xie Jianjia simply couldn't believe it. Her delicate body trembled slightly at this unbelievable development.
