In the distant ends of the sky, the Eight Desolates Divine Realm.
When that beam of light appeared within Ye Lingyue's body, Medicine Buddha Yun Sheng's brow twitched suddenly.
Her pretty face turned slightly pale, and the needle in her hand lost its accuracy, piercing down.
"Ouch, Master, you were too harsh."
A sweet and delicate cry came, bringing Yun Sheng back to her senses.
In front of her sat a small beauty.
The little beauty had bright eyes and pearly teeth, different from ordinary people, with long cherry blossom-pink hair, and big eyes like glass marbles.
Though she had been married for many years, the little beauty still had a loli face with rosy cheeks, making people want to pinch her.
She winced from the needle prick, hissing in pain, while touching her chest.
The little beauty pouted; her owner was reputed as the Divine Needle, yet this time she missed the mark, which really hurt her.
