1802 The empty city  

A charming adolescent girl was now standing in front of her three disciples.

"Shifu!"

"Shifu!"

"Congratulations, Shifu!"

Qin Xiao Lou, Wan Er, and Qing Rou spoke up in unison.

Xie Dao Ling still had her eyes closed, apparently recalling something.

Time slowly passed.

The presence that Xie Dao Ling exuded gradually grew stronger, but her eyebrows also became more knitted.

She started to perform a divination with her pearly white hands.

------as if she had run into a difficult problem, her fingers were moving increasingly faster, eventually taking out a tortoise shell to aid her efforts.

Qin Xiao Lou suggested: "What is Shifu trying to calculate? Should I help with your divination?"

"No need"

Xie Dao Ling opened her eyes with a grim expression: "If you know about what I'm trying to divine, then you'd all be in danger-------"