Only after completely absorbing Peng Yu's memories did Song Wanning leisurely pull back her hand and wipe the blood from her palm.
"Master, how did it go?"
Bai Yang frowned as he looked at Peng Yu, whose expression was now completely vacant. A sense of grim satisfaction filled his heart.
'So what if she's a Divinity Transformation cultivator?'
'She was helpless before my master, and now she's been reduced to a mindless fool!'
"Should I kill her? I can do it for you, so you don't have to dirty your hands, Master!"
Just the thought of how this woman had nearly violated him filled him with the urge to strangle her to death.
He longed to grind her bones to dust, to deny her peace even in death.
"No. She can't die yet. It would cause trouble."
Song Wanning shook her head slightly. She glanced at the stupefied Peng Yu and decided to hide her away for the time being.
"Let's return to the cave for now."
