"Really?"
Qi Muxue said, pleasantly surprised.
Lu Mingyuan nodded slightly. "All you need to do is come back with me. I have my own ways of subduing her."
Now that Witch Palace Language was in Qi Muxue's body, her power was at most that of an Eighth Realm Confucian Cultivator. She posed no real threat to him at all.
The only thing he needed to be wary of were the Magical Treasures she might have on her.
Qi Muxue hesitated for a moment before asking, "Are you going to kill her, then?"
Catching the implication in her tone, Lu Mingyuan raised an eyebrow and asked:
"Don't you hate her?"
Qi Muxue's gaze was serene. The stories and words spoken by the Dragon Soul Artifact Spirit over the past few days surfaced in her mind, giving her some understanding of the Empress's past. She didn't know if these things were true or false, but she could make her own judgment.
