Possession

Shen Ying did not even spare them a glance. Her expression fell slightly and she spoke slowly, "I'm asking you again - where is Mushroom?"

The disciples paused. What did she mean? Wasn't she holding onto Mushroom?

Jian Xing, who was standing by the side, could take it no longer. He pulled out his sword and attacked. "Exalted Master, I'm sorry!"

He lifted up his sword and waved it at the mushroom Shen Ying was holding. His sword was inches away from her palm. Suddenly, another gust of sword Qi charged forward, breaking Jian Xing's move. The impact caused him to fly and crash into the ground with a loud bang.

The next moment, Yi Qing appeared. He stood beside Shen Ying. It was obvious where that gust of sword Qi came from.

Lonemoon's voice came from behind them. "What are you doing?"

"Master, are you alright?" Yi Qing scanned Shen Ying from head to toe anxiously. Seeing that she was uninjured, he turned to face the person on the ground.