Quijie's Training (1)

Shi Rong emerged from the cave engulfed in an otherworldly aura.

Xiandi and Hui Mian looked at her blood red robes and shuddered in fear quickly retreating a few feet away daring not to complain about the extra few weeks of waiting.

Ling Yiyao glanced at the young girl in astonishment. A large smile spread across his face as he rushed to her side. "Rong'er you have returned."

Shi Rong glanced at Ling Yiyao. "Yiyao my cultivation was a great success."

His smile wavered slightly as he stared into her lupid eyes. Suddenly he frowned.

"Lady Rong I sense another powerful presence residing in your soul."

Shi Rong looked at Ling Yiyao in surprise.

Quijie emerged from her soul in a ghost like state. His body was transparent but visible enough to make out his handsome features. Quijie glanced at Ling Yiyao in surprise. His oval eyebrows twisted in agitation, "Lord Yiyao the ruthless killing demon!"

Ling Yiyao ignored Quijie, "Lady Rong is there a reason why this presence is residing in your soul?"

Shi Rong could not ignore the obvious feud between Quijie and Ling Yiyao.

"Yiyao is there a reason for the bad blood between the two of you?" Shi Rong asked cautiously.

Quijie turned his misty form towards Shi Rong. "My lady there is no need for such questions at this time, just understand this fellow is the reason for my form and...other problematic things."

Ling Yiyao knitted his handsome eyebrows in anger. "Quijie don't speak on such matters with my lady for she is much too…...fragile to comprehend such things."

Quijie nodded in agreement. "At this time yes but how much longer can this go on before it awakens Lord Yiyao for you are treading on a very dangerous field."

Quijie turned towards Shi Rong. "My lady since you have made it out of that cave your training will begin immediately. I will first teach you the art of soul manifestation."

Soul Manifestation?

Xiandi and Hui Mian trembled slightly upon hearing those word.

WHAT THE HELL!

Ling Yiyao turned towards the two trembling beasts and spoke sternly. "Your presence is not needed, SCRAM!"

Xiandi and Hui Mian scattered across the field quickly, leaving behind nothing but faint foot imprints from where they were standing.