Chapter 101: Qing Qiumu

"What?" His rage was dispelled as he heard this voice. He deeply frowned. That wasn't Jiao Ning's voice. It wasn't the voice that he wished to shriek in pain and horror at nights. 

He wasn't shocked she noticed him; he wanted her to. The issue was that only ten years had passed, how was it possible for her voice to change so drastically? In fact, he used his spiritual sense and knew it wasn't altered by any arts.

"Do you want to harm me?" The woman's voice was lovely and seemed to be birthed from nature itself, warm and serene. Her question made Wei Wuyin's heart deeply surge like a cannonball smashing into the ocean.

He sighed. His anger and rage, his past trauma had formed a heart-devil and he was conforming theories to facts, rather than facts to theories. There were others who could have a similar aura. After all, if two people cultivated the same method, their auras would also be very similar.