"Don't kill me. I'll hand it over, alright?" The Taiyi Elixir Furnace said angrily.
It had long been frightened by Lu Zijia's terrifying cruelty. Hearing what she said, it quickly released the undigested soul.
This woman was the most terrifying lunatic it had met in ten thousand years.
Of course, this horror didn't mean Lu Zijia's cultivation, but her soul power.
And what all artifact spirits that had developed intelligence feared the most wasn't one's cultivation power, but soul power.
Because if she wanted to kill the artifact's spirit, she only needed to use her soul power.
As the tender voice of the Taiyi Pill Furnace fell, a shadow slowly floated up from its furnace.
Yi Shiyuan's soul seemed a bit confused after being released. He only came back to his senses after a while.
When he finally noticed Lu Zijia, couldn't help saying in surprise, "Jiajia? Why are you here?"
