She gave a chilly smile and slowly released Baili An’s chin under Su Jing’s icy gaze: "This poison won’t claim your life in a short time, but when it strikes, it can truly pain your soul away, kid. How does it feel? Since I’ve met you, I haven’t seen you have a single day of comfort. If you keep tormenting yourself , aren’t you afraid of breaking your frail body apart?" Su Jing glanced at the shattered bowl on the ground, her voice especially indifferent, "Since when has Miss Yin begun to care about the disciples of the Taixuan Sect?" Yin Baishuang’s eyebrows raised slightly, and as her red dress fluttered, her red boot precisely stepped on the broken pieces of the porcelain bowl, grinding them into powder. Her expression was indifferent, but the corner of her lips insistently curled up with defiance, "What, looking for a fight?" Su Jing’s face remained calm, but her fingers slowly tightened within her sleeves. Xun Guan thought: This is terrible! These two women clashed together, having fought many secret and open battles over the last two days. Just when things had finally quieted down, they were once again at loggerheads. The uninterested Miss Jing was uniquely a dangerous firecracker in front of Miss Yin, easily provoked. Heaven have mercy, the safe haven they had finally found, they were afraid they would have to move again. Unexpectedly, Miss Jing lowered her eyes in a disheartened manner and spat out two words with a cool and quiet air, "Boring." She actually held back and didn’t lose her temper. Yin Baishuang, unsuccessful in her provocation, did not show any pleasure on her face; instead, she slowly said, "There are truly few people or things in this world that deserve my concern. Still, this kid owes me Ghost Grass, and thus, owes Shou a debt of gratitude. I am not like you, a person with a cold heart. Moreover, he became my friend on Kongcang Mountain. Now that he’s blind, I will naturally try to help." Saying this, Miss Yin’s chin lifted, her tone cold and mocking, "What, he is just a ’Disciple’ under the name of the Taixuan Sect, not the new son-in-law of Taixuan Sect. Is it forbidden for others to worry about him?" Baili An, hearing her speak more and more bizarrely, couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat, "Miss Yin..." At that moment, Su Jing coldly interrupted, "Ghost Grass, you gave it to her?" Su Jing, who had just endured such a provocation, now spoke with a voice so chilling it sent shivers down one’s spine. Baili An said dazedly, "The Ghost Grass was Miss Yin’s to begin with. It’s only right for me to return it to her. Besides, I also like Shou very much. If it..." "Heh heh." Miss Su Jing coldly laughed without any expression. Xun Guan had never seen the icy beauty show such a guise of a cheeky but humorless smile. He was both startled and terrified, finding her appearance quite unsettling. Yin Baishuang chuckled with scorn and then added, "Although the poison of the Peacock Feather is incurable, I have a Four Symbols Pill that can temporarily alleviate the poison in your eyes." Baili An had some knowledge about elixirs and Spirit Grass, and he knew the preciousness of the Four Symbols Pill. He was not about to be polite with her, about to thank and receive it when Su Jing again spoke up, "The Taixuan Sect is not destitute or impoverished. When a disciple is injured, there is no need to stoop to accept charity from another sect. Besides, temporary relief from poison does not equate to completely restoring clear vision. The Taixuan Sect has a Secret Technique that can open the third spiritual eye; after you rest a bit, I will pass it on to you." Her words were said lightly, but Xun Guan was deeply shocked. A Four Symbols Pill from Cangwu Palace? Had he misheard something? He remembered that the King of the Great Wei Kingdom was born with an eye disease and sincerely sought Cangwu three times for the medicine, which was refused. The medicine they sought was this Four Symbols Pill. Goodness, the Spirit Pill that was difficult even for kings to obtain was now being handed over to an obscure disciple of the Taixuan Sect? And what was that...something about a Taixuan secret technique that could open the third spiritual eye? Her casual tone was like that of a rural Taoist about to conduct a simple ritual in a village. To his knowledge, the Divine Treasure and spirit platform linked with the small world of the spiritual eye, opening the Heavenly Eye - wasn’t this the supreme sacred Taixuan’s Great Futu Technique? Xun Guan’s mind was in disarray. Thinking to himself, when did these two children of the Heavenly Dao become so naïve, now engaged in a puerile spat over who had more wealth to compete over. So, the question arose. Miss Su and Miss Yin were not squabbling this time around but unanimously turned their gaze towards the innocent young man with remarkable tacit understanding. Both voiced together, their expressions equally indifferent, their eyes equally cold, "So, which will you choose?" Xun Guan showed a look of sympathy, watching Baili An’s complexion grow whiter.