The youth Yu Huai in my memory did not believe Xiao Qingge's words.
He even thought she was frightened by an evil ghost, babbling nonsense.
He perfunctorily agreed to Xiao Qingge's suggestion, stating he would wait a thousand years, until her yet-to-be-seen disciple named Yan Xinglu appeared, and then he would acknowledge her as his master.
Noticing the approach of the evil ghost, Xiao Qingge's human scent was easily detected by it.
The youth Yu Huai did not care about Xiao Qingge's opinion either, and forcibly pushed her aside to hide.
He, on the other hand, was consumed by malice, fighting and devouring the evil ghost.
Standing in the back, Xiao Qingge could see Yu Huai's soul power being devoured by the evil ghost time after time, and the soul power representing him growing weaker and weaker.
In the end, she could not help but sigh, and with a raise of her hand, a sea of fire struck out.