"Kill someone?"
A clear voice echoed from within the Blood Coffin.
It sounded like a woman's voice.
Immediately after, the coffin lid flew open, and a figure clad entirely in crimson stood up.
Seen from behind, she bore a striking resemblance to the woman in the portrait.
"Not to kill someone. I want you to lend Zhan'Er a hand and help him succeed in the Northern Wilderness Sword Mansion."
the Profound Celestial Sect's Ancestor said faintly.
"Fine. After this is done, I, Xue Yi, will have nothing more to do with your Profound Celestial Sect."
The Profound Celestial Sect's Ancestor's expression changed the moment she said this.
But he quickly, and helplessly, nodded. "Alright. As you wish."
"Then, now..."
"You may leave the Blood Coffin now. Accompany Zhan'Er under the identity of my Direct Disciple."
As the Profound Celestial Sect's Ancestor spoke, his eyes were fixed on the crimson figure before him, as if reluctant to let her go.
