Wandao Sect, Taichu Peak.
With a light tap on the chessboard, a slightly pale-faced Pei Wanyu heard a sneeze from across the table.
She looked over with surprise; for someone at Xiao Yinruo's stage, sneezing was quite uncommon.
Sitting directly opposite, Xiao Yinruo lightly covered her reddened lips with embarrassment; this sneeze came rather suddenly...
It had been many years since she last sneezed, and it truly felt a bit unusual.
Pei Wanyu asked with interest, "Are you thinking about 'empathy'?"
Xiao Yinruo glared at her friend, "Don't drag me into your thoughts about your treasured disciple. I really don't want to..."
Pausing, she helplessly looked at the pale Pei Wanyu, "There really isn't much Essence Blood needed... your demon energy can't even be concealed."
"It's fine." Pei Wanyu, gazing at the chessboard, said nonchalantly, "For my disciple, I naturally have to use the best... The three-thousand-year-old Purple Phoenix Blood Ginseng is just right."
