"She waited for me once by the Black Stone and explained some things." Zhao Zuo didn't deny it.
"Oh?"
"She told me there was no need to lash out, or to feel guilty."
"You two really are quite alike." Shen Yunjiao suddenly clenched her fist. The blood-red energy surging from the strange Blood Egg instantly doubled, and a crimson film veiled her eyes, growing deeper with each passing moment.
"How are we alike?" Zhao Zuo asked.
"You're both a bit naive and kind, always thinking of others. Like good people," Shen Yunjiao answered.
"Is that so? I've never felt that way."
Zhao Zuo didn't dwell on it. He stood up, assumed the stance for the Golden Body Technique, swallowed a Vajra Pill, and began to cultivate the Body Refining Technique.
The next day, both of them emerged from their cultivation. Zhao Zuo could feel that Shen Yunjiao's strength had grown again; a mere wisp of her leaking aura was enough to fill him with dread.
