Yu Yan was deeply saddened. Since their races were different, he was unable to determine the situation of her body either. If it was the same as before, where she was stuck in a state between a broken Azoth Core and breaking through into Nascent Soul, how could he go about solving that now?
Just while he was considering how he could inspect his disciple’s body, a demonic beast’s cawing could be heard from the direction of the Main Mountain, and its sound was mournful and sad.
Zhu Yao seemed to have been infected by that sound as well, as her heart sank for a moment.
“What’s that sound? What happened over there?” Zhu Yao curiously asked.
Yu Yan’s expression sank. Turning his head, he looked at his own disciple with a pensive mood, as though he was hesitating about something. After a moment, he spoke up. “That’s Zi Mo’s spiritual beast, it’s emitting out a life passing cry from the Main Mountain. Zi Mo is currently mourning over the loss of his personal succeeding disciple.”
Zhu Yao was startled, and asked. “Ah? Have Sect Master Zi Mo ever taken in a personal succeeding disciple? Why didn’t I know about that? What’s his name?”
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