The Final Dark Bead

The two of them continued onward without any impediment.

The five-colored lightning the Vermilion Bird Princess had been extremely wary of didn't even have the courage to strike down on them.

She had never felt so carefree and relaxed. Slowly, a peculiar feeling welled up in her heart.

"Hey, An Lin, why do you always do those strange things?" The Vermilion Bird Princess cocked her head to the side as she looked at An Lin with her bright, curious eyes.

"Er… well… ahem, this is all part of my cultivation!" An Lin replied with a serious expression.

"Part of your cultivation?" The Vermilion Bird Princess blinked. "What kind of cultivating did you do by kissing Yi Li?"

"Er… absorbing the power of yang!" An Lin elaborated.