Immortality and Cultivation: I Have Too Many Talents

Chapter 629 Making a Grand Debut (Please Subscribe)

Inside the Red Willow House.

Shen Xuan opened his eyes, his expression displeased.

His cultivation was completely sealed by the Red Willow Sealing Array.

At this moment, he was no different from any other ordinary person.

"Knowing full well that I didn't do it, they still want to stay here with me."

Shen Xuan didn't care who killed Zhao Changming.

Such trivial matters were of no importance to him.

Even if Zhao Changming is Yang Huozhen's direct grandson.

His willingness to come to the Hall of Law Enforcement and truthfully recount the banquet scene is a great honor for the Fire Cloud Sect and True Man Yang Huo.

"Seven days."

"Give them seven days. After seven days, whether they have found out the truth or not, I will leave this place."

Shen Xuan made up his mind.

Although he has a long lifespan, he cannot waste it in Fire Cloud Immortal City.

The demons are stirring.

The Dark Star Alliance is stirring up trouble.

There are signs of instability in sects across the country.

In chaotic times, improving one's strength is the greatest asset for survival.

"Strange, Zhao Changming's death is such a major event, how could Zuo Yaoting alone handle it?"

"Speaking of which, who would benefit the most from killing Zhao Changming?"

Shen Xuan did not believe that such painstaking efforts were merely for the purpose of robbing and stealing treasures.

The most important label on Zhao Changming is that he is the direct grandson of Huo Zhenren, the Golden Elixir Master of the Huoyun Sect.

"So, someone lured Yang Huo Zhenren out?"

"hiss!"

Shen Xuan gasped.

He suddenly had a terrible thought.

Yang Huo Zhenren will be ambushed on his way to Huoyun Immortal City.

Back then, at the Qingyun Sect, he fell for this trick.

"No way. After all, it's one of the most prestigious sects in the Yan Kingdom. It's said that the Great Elder of the Fire Cloud Sect, True Man Yuan Huo, is currently attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

"Moreover, Yang Huo Zhenren is a Fire Law Golden Core Zhenren, and his strength is considerable. Within the Fire Cloud Sect's sphere of influence, he will not be so easy to deal with."

Shen Xuan shook his head, as if trying to shake this bold guess out of his mind.

If that were the case, the implications would be far too great.

As a mere newly promoted Foundation Establishment cultivator specializing in fire magic, he naturally made a hasty retreat.

……

Qianlong River.

Legend has it that a divine dragon once fell into this place and hid here, hence the name.

A crimson sword light slashed across the sky above the Qianlong River.

Yang Huo Zhenren, dressed in purple robes and with a serious expression, is flying with all his might on his sword.

His face was gloomy, and he was in a very bad mood.

Upon emerging from seclusion, he learned that his grandson Zhao Changming had unexpectedly perished in Fire Cloud Immortal City, and the soul tablet he left behind in the sect had shattered.

This matter is rather strange.

Heartbroken, Master Yang Huo personally went to Huoyun Immortal City to investigate.

At this moment, he was burning with rage and only wanted to get to Fire Cloud Immortal City as soon as possible to find out the truth and bring the murderer who killed his grandson to justice.

Suddenly, the calm river below erupted with a deafening roar.

A colossal wave, carrying with it a chilling, demonic aura, surged into the sky.

A blurry, graceful figure stood on the crest of the wave, her face veiled in black gauze. With a gentle wave of her hand, countless jets of dark black water shot towards her like a sudden storm.

at the same time.

On his left and right, a figure appeared, its shadowy form shimmering with demonic light. One was a massive seal the size of a house crashing down upon him, while the other was a Binding Immortal Rope gleaming with a chilling light, wrapping around him.

"Not good!" Master Yang Huo's heart skipped a beat, and his expression changed drastically.

These three were all demonic cultivators at the Core Formation stage, and they attacked him simultaneously.

Clearly, this was premeditated.

Master Yang Huo's sword light spun rapidly, his figure stopped abruptly, and he plummeted downwards, narrowly dodging the combined attack of the three.

The demonic seal, carrying the force of a thunderbolt, crashed down in front of him.

A strong wind blew in his face, causing Yang Huo Zhenren's robes to flutter.

The Yanghuo Sword's crimson light surged, shooting towards the Binding Immortal Rope.

"boom!"

The Immortal Binding Rope and the Yang Fire Sword returned to their respective owners.

The black water arrow made a turn in the air and accelerated again before shooting forward.

Master Yang Huo activated his inner energy, conjuring a fiery hand to block the black water arrow.

"Chichichi..."

The black water arrows transformed into wisps of demonic mist, swirling around the masked woman.

Master Yang Huo's blood and qi surged, and he was horrified.

Three demonic cultivators, arranged in a triangular formation, surrounded him.

The two demonic cultivators who used the seal and the rope were both at the late stage of the Demon Core realm, and their strength was similar to his.

The masked woman opposite him possessed a powerful aura, as deep and unfathomable as the ocean.

If he wasn't mistaken, she was probably in the late stage of the Saint Core realm, and her strength was even above his own.

Moreover, she is a water-based cultivator, which is perfect for restraining him.

"Who are you?"

Why did you attack me?!

"Are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else?!"

Master Yang Huo suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice.

The gaunt old man who controlled the demonic seal smiled sinisterly: "Yang Huo Zhenren of the Fire Cloud Sect, I haven't mistaken you for someone else, have I?"

"As for us, can't you see? You're really ignorant."

"We are from the Shadow Assassins Sect. You might as well surrender."

Shadow Assassin Sect!
Master Yang Huo felt a chill run down his spine.

This assassin organization that spans multiple countries actually attacked him!

"why?"

Before the other party could answer, the Yang Huo Sword in Yang Huo Zhenren's hand suddenly shone with crimson light, spewing out Three Yang True Fire, which transformed into a fire dragon and swept towards the masked woman in front of him.

He wanted to force the other party back and tear an opening to escape.

Therefore, he immediately unleashed the Three Yang True Fire Divine Power, which he had cultivated diligently for many years.

This true fire is extremely yang and powerful, capable of melting gold and iron, and has the effect of restraining all kinds of yin and evil demonic arts.

However, the masked woman neither dodged nor avoided the attack, but instead produced a small glass bottle.

The bottle was tilted slightly, and a stream of translucent, turquoise divine water flowed out like a rainbow, growing longer in the wind, enveloping the fire dragon like a reversed Milky Way.

"Zizi..."

The fire dragon formed from the Three Yang True Fire suddenly dimmed in spiritual light and shrank in flame.

A few breaths later, the fire dragon silently extinguished in front of Yang Huo Zhenren.

Yang Huo Zhenren coughed up his essence and blood, and swayed precariously.

His Three Yang True Fire, which he had cultivated diligently for many years, was dissolved by the masked woman's divine water, causing his soul to tremble and his aura to weaken.

"Taiyin Xuan Shui! So it was you!"

Master Yang Huo guessed the other party's identity.

Before he could finish speaking, a gust of wind swept over the back of his head.

The demonic seal slammed solidly into his protective spiritual shield.

"Oh!"

The protective aura shattered instantly.

Yang Huo Zhenren's soul trembled violently, he spat out another mouthful of blood essence, his vision went black, and he fainted.

The Binding Immortal Rope, shimmering with an eerie light, coiled around Yang Huo Zhenren like a venomous snake, binding him tightly.

The Golden Core cultivator of the Fire Cloud Sect was captured alive by three members of the Shadow Killing Sect in just over ten breaths!
……

Shen Xuan stayed in the Red Willow House for seven days.

For the past seven days, he has been regulating his breathing and consolidating his spiritual realm.

Strangely, the people from the Enforcement Hall didn't look for him again.

There was neither questioning nor body search.

It seems they've forgotten about him.

This rekindled Shen Xuan's doubts.

Eighth day.

early morning.

Shen Xuan walked to the Red Willow House and said to the guards of the Enforcement Hall outside the formation, "Call your Left Hall Master over. I have something to say to him."

A guard went to report.

Not long after, Zuo Yaoting arrived outside the Red Willow Sealing Array.

Inside and outside the formation, the two faced each other, two zhang apart.

Shen Xuan asked, "Master Zuo, has the investigation been completed? I have other matters to attend to and cannot stay here indefinitely."

Zuo Yaoting looked exhausted: "Fellow Daoist Shen, I'm sorry. An accident has occurred these past few days, and I cannot let you out for the time being."

"An accident? What happened this time?"

"We haven't found out yet. Fellow Daoist Shen, please be patient and rest here for a while longer."

"no!"

This time, Shen Xuan's attitude was resolute.

"Master Zuo, you can't do this. You're imprisoning me without cause. I have things to do and need to get to them."

"Fellow Daoist Shen, let me be frank. Until the case is fully investigated, you will have to stay here."

"Unless you tell us who you really are and what your true purpose is in coming to Fire Cloud Immortal City."

Zuo Yaoting's tone grew colder.

Shen Xuan looked helpless.

Indeed, the weak have no human rights anywhere.

If someone bullies you, it's not because you did something wrong.

It's because you're easy to bully.

He glared at Zuo Yaoting, pondering whether to turn on him on the spot or leave quietly later.

Suddenly, a giant bird flew out from the sky.

Golden wings spread out and completely blocked out the sun.

"what is that?"

Shen Xuan asked in surprise.

"A demonic bird."

At first, Zuo Yaoting remained calm and composed.

However, his expression quickly changed.

As they drew closer, the large bird's silhouette gradually became clearer.

Its feathers are jet black, shimmering brilliantly in the sunlight, and its wingspan is hundreds of feet.

Get closer and you can see the bird's head clearly. It looks somewhat like an eagle, with sharp eyes, golden claws that gleam with a faint cold light, and a long beak that is curved like a hook.

"The Golden-Winged Roc?"

Shen Xuan looked up at the sky, somewhat incredulous.

How could such a spirit bird appear in the Xuan Yuan Realm?
"Oh no, it's the Demon Winged Roc!"

Zuo Yaoting cried out in disbelief.

"So it was a demonic bird! I knew it, where did this golden-winged roc come from?"

Shen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Zuo Yaoting left in a hurry with a gloomy expression.

The Demon Winged Roc flew lower and lower, letting out a fierce and violent cry that resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

The protective array of Fire Cloud Immortal City was activated urgently.

A protective spiritual barrier, almost tangible, suddenly shone brightly.

"A top-grade third-tier demonic bird?"

"Thankfully, it's not a fourth-tier avian king."

Shen Xuan assessed the strength of the Demon Winged Roc.

As long as he hasn't reached the fourth rank, he has the ability to escape from its clutches.

Yes, it was just an escape.

This demonic bird, with its rich bloodline, possesses extraordinary talent and combat prowess, surpassing even cultivators and demonic beasts of the same level.

"Fortunately, this is the core immortal city of the Fire Cloud Sect, with a protective array and several True Persons stationed here, so there should be no danger."

Shen Xuan watched the approaching Demon Winged Roc and pondered to himself.

Strangely, the demonic winged roc flew closer and closer, extending its golden claws and fiercely grabbing at the protective array's spiritual barrier.

Simple, direct, brutal, and ruthless.

"boom!"

The protective array's spiritual shield suddenly dimmed.

In the Fiery Cloud Immortal City, many cultivators, like Shen Xuan, craned their necks to look around.

The shaking of the city's protective shield made their hearts pound, and they swayed along with it.

Fortunately, the light from the protective shield slowly returned to normal.

"The defensive formation of Fire Cloud Immortal City is of good quality."

"However, relying solely on this city-protecting formation doesn't seem very safe."

Shen Xuan thought to himself.

This time, the attack from the Demon Winged Roc was merely a probing attack.

On the city wall stood three figures, their robes fluttering in the wind.

These three people were none other than the True City Lords of the Fire Cloud Sect.

Unlike the cultivators in the city, all three True Immortals had worried expressions on their faces.

"With the appearance of the Demon Roc, a passage to the Demon Realm will surely appear nearby. I beg Junior Brother Yun Yi and Junior Brother Yun Zhen to assist me in slaying demons and protecting the city!"

City Lord Yunhui Zhenren solemnly said.

"Yes, Senior Brother Yunhui!"

Master Yunyi and Master Yunzhen answered in unison, each bracing themselves, activating their natal spiritual weapons, and concentrating on preparing for battle.

Sure enough, a black vortex appeared in the sky, growing larger and larger, gradually forming a black passage.

Countless demonic birds flapped their wings and flew out from within, screeching as they rushed towards Fire Cloud Immortal City.

"So many demonic birds?"

Shen Xuan was taken aback when he saw it.

The magical birds are highly mobile, with sharp beaks and claws, and their individual strength is already several levels greater than that of land-based magical beasts.

There are so many demonic birds, including quite a few of the third tier.

If an ordinary person were to fall into this trap, they would undoubtedly die.

Then, the demonic winged roc let out a sharp cry, gathered its strength, and once again spread its wings to attack the city's protective spiritual barrier. It attacked several times in succession.

Each time, the earth shook violently, causing the Fiery Cloud Immortal City to tremble intensely.

Fortunately, the city's defensive formation was not a shoddy construction; it was of excellent quality.

Although the Demon Winged Roc was ferocious, it never managed to break through the city's protective spiritual barrier.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the demonic bird had returned empty-handed.

The three True Immortals, Yunhui, Yunhui, and Yunhui, all wielded spiritual weapons, flying swords, and true fire, launching a fierce attack on the Demon Winged Roc.

"Well, barring any unforeseen circumstances, these demonic birds won't be able to breach Fire Cloud Immortal City."

Shen Xuan observed for a while and then made a judgment.

After all, it is the core immortal city of the Fire Cloud Sect, so its defenses are commendable.

The combined attack of the three immortals still posed a threat to the Demon Winged Roc.

The monstrous birds, flapping their wings, circled Fire Cloud Immortal City, shrieking and attacking, but they could not break through the city's protective spiritual barrier; all their efforts were in vain.

Suddenly, a strange gust of wind blew by.

Guangxuan was taken aback.

The winds rise and the clouds surge, the universe is ever-changing.

In the distance, atop Fiery Cloud Mountain, a beam of spiritual light soared into the sky.

It was as if something was frantically absorbing the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.

"This is……"

"Damn, condensing a Nascent Soul at this moment!"

The protective spiritual barrier of Fire Cloud Immortal City gradually dimmed.

It wasn't attacked by the Demon Winged Roc.

Instead, the spiritual energy of the spiritual veins was extracted by the main vein of Fire Cloud Mountain.

On the other side, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth formed a vortex tide, spreading hundreds of miles away and still expanding.

And here.

The demonic winged roc attacked with its claws, causing the city's protective shield to teeter on the brink of collapse.

"Oh no! This city is about to fall!"

Shen Xuan wasn't the only one who realized this problem.

Many clever cultivators rushed towards the city gates, wanting to escape the city.

"Why attempt to reach the Nascent Soul stage now? Yuan Huo Zhenren, where do you think you've placed the lives of all the cultivators in this city?!"

Shen Xuan mentally complained.

In fact, he vaguely suspected that Master Yuanhuo might have been forced into it.

Something is bound to happen to the Fire Cloud Sect.

The demonic birds' siege is not a good time to attempt to reach the Nascent Soul stage.

Yuan Huo Zhenren needs to shatter his core and form his nascent soul, and he will also face the tribulation of heavenly lightning and the tribulation of inner demons.

The chances of success were already low.

An unstable external environment makes things even more difficult.

"Beast!"

The three magical artifacts each emitted true fire sword light, blasting towards the Demon Winged Roc.

"Boom!"

Shen Xuan only needed one glance to know that the three True Persons of the Fire Cloud Sect could not withstand the Demon Winged Roc.

He took a deep breath.

He took a step forward.

He forcefully smashed through an invisible barrier.

At this moment, chaos reigned inside the Hall of Enforcement.

Liu Chen ran all the way to the Red Willow House.

Just then, Shen Xuan walked out calmly.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, you..."

"Oh. It's Hall Master Liu. Please wait a moment."

Shen Xuan glanced at the nine red willows in front of him.

"A second-tier high-grade spiritual plant. Its grade is ordinary, but it still has some uses."

Shen Xuan grasped the red willow and gently pulled, uprooting the more than ten-foot-tall red willow.

Then, he took out a jade box and pointed at it with his finger.

The red willow suddenly shrank to a foot or so and was put into the jade box.

Shen Xuan followed the same method and collected all nine red willows.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, what are you doing?"

Liu Chen asked, his face pale and his voice trembling.

Only then did he realize that the rogue cultivator named Shen Baiwan opposite him was definitely not just a newly promoted Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Your Fire Cloud Sect imprisoned me for seven days without any reason. It's not unreasonable for me to accept these nine red willows as compensation."

Shen Xuan said with a smile.

"No...not excessive."

Liu Chen replied, trembling.

"Alright. I'm leaving now. See you again someday."

Shen Xuan is not a man who kills indiscriminately.

In order to minimize the divine lightning tribulation when he forms his Nascent Soul in the future, Shen Xuan tried his best to control his emotions and refrain from killing.

Unless it becomes unbearable.

He walked out of the law enforcement hall with a calm demeanor.

Along the way, the few remaining guards dared not stop them.

As soon as Shen Xuan came out, he saw Su Yajing rushing over.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, they've released you? That's wonderful. I was just about to look for you."

Su Yajing transmitted her thoughts through her soul: "Fellow Daoist Shen, Fire Cloud Immortal City cannot be saved. I will go with you. I will protect you."

Looking at Su Yajing's resolute and righteous face, Shen Xuan was speechless.

"This……"

"What is this? Come with me now, or we'll never get out!"

As Su Yajing walked, she transmitted her thoughts to Shen Xuan through her soul.

"The captain of the city guard stationed at the North Gate had accumulated a lot of debt at the Wan Hua Lou. This time, I made a deal with him. He secretly let us out of the city, and the debt was wiped clean."

"I've already sent Lingyan ahead to scout ahead."

Shen Xuan chuckled and followed Su Yajing.

It doesn't matter which way you go.

Regardless, Su Yajing had shown him her affection, and he had to accept it.

……

At this moment, Fire Cloud Immortal City was in complete chaos.

Monks were everywhere, running in groups of three or five.

Everyone was in a hurry, and the atmosphere was somber.

Su Yajing quickened her pace, carrying a gleaming magical flying sword in her hand.

It was her natal magic weapon, the Frost Condensation Sword.

Shen Xuan followed behind, sensing something, and turned back to look at the city wall.

With a ferocious roar, the Demon Winged Roc flapped its iron wings repeatedly, blasting away the attacks of the three True Immortals. Abandoning them, it grabbed at the city's protective spirit shield.

This time, the commotion is even bigger.

The protective aura surrounding the city grew dimmer and dimmer.

Sensing that breaking the formation was within reach, the Demon Winged Roc used its two wings to block the attacks of the three True Persons of the Fire Cloud Sect.

It did not use the golden claws.

Instead, it extended its curved, sharp beak, drawing a golden streak as it fiercely pecked at the city's protective shield.

Originally, the spiritual vein power upon which the city's protective spiritual barrier relied was gradually drained away as Yuan Huo Zhenren attempted to form his Nascent Soul.

At this moment, the protective shield could not withstand the attack of the Demon Winged Roc and shattered with a "bang".

Fire Cloud Immortal City has fallen!

Shen Xuan shook his head.

The defensive power of the protective array comes from the replenishment of spiritual energy from the underground spiritual veins.

With the spiritual energy of the underground veins depleted, the protective power of the great city has been greatly reduced.

The attack power of the Demon Winged Roc exceeded the defensive limit of the formation, making its collapse inevitable.

The sky suddenly darkened.

Countless demonic birds, led by the Demon Winged Roc, charged into the Fire Cloud Immortal City.

Screams and screams could be heard everywhere.

"Oh no! The city has fallen! Run!"

"Where do you think you're going to escape to! Damn it, why hasn't the Fire Cloud Sect opened the city gates yet!"

"It's over, you're dead this time!"

With the city's protective formation breached and demonic birds attacking, many people were shaken to their core and showed expressions of despair.

After all, they were just Qi Refining cultivators.

They were no match for the demon bird.

The clever ones had already fled to the four city gates.

Those who reacted slowly were overwhelmed by the swooping demonic birds before they could even regain their senses.

Su Yajing quickened her pace and arrived at the North Gate.

Here, Lingyan led over thirty female cultivators at the Qi Refining stage, all of whom were musicians and dancers from the Wan Hua Lou.

At this moment, they had washed away their makeup, dressed in short clothes, and stood in neat order.

Beside him stood an old, horse-faced monk smoking a pipe, accompanied by a dozen or so guards.

The aura emanating from the old cultivator was clearly that of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Everyone's here. Let's go!"

Su Yajing spoke.

The city guards opened the city gates.

The people from Wan Hua Lou left in order.

The old monk with a horse-like face, carrying a pipe, led his guards to protect the female cultivators of the Myriad Flower Pavilion in the middle.

The group sped off to the north.

In such chaotic times, the team of Foundation Establishment cultivators and their guards quickly attracted a large following.

Shen Xuan frowned slightly.

That won't work. Too many people will make us too conspicuous and attract the attention of the demonic birds.

Sure enough, soon hundreds of demonic birds flapped their wings and flew over.

Shen Xuan scanned the area with his divine sense.

There are quite a few second-tier magical birds inside.

"Scatter and run! Return to your respective clans!"

Su Yajing made a decisive decision.

The thirty-odd female cultivators scattered in a panic.

The old monk with the horse-like face waved his hand, signaling the guards to flee for their lives.

He stood next to Su Yajing.

"Master Su, I'll hold them off for a few more moments, then I'll have to retreat as well."

"Alright! I'll lend you a hand."

The dark, swarming flock of demonic birds swept in like a dark cloud.

The old monk with the horse-like face sharpened his gaze, took a deep drag on his pipe, and the pipe suddenly lit up.

He swung his pipe forward with great force, and several dark red sparks shot out. Encountering the wind, they swelled and instantly transformed into several blazing balls of fire, each several feet in diameter, which crashed into the flock of demonic birds.

The first few demonic birds were unable to dodge in time; their feathers were instantly singed, and they let out a shrill scream.

The demonic bird team was thrown into disarray, and its speed was momentarily halted.

At this moment, Su Yajing let out a soft shout, and the Frost Condensation Sword in her hand emitted a clear and melodious sword cry. The cold air on the sword surged, stirring up a biting wind.

A sharp, condensed sword light, almost tangible, slashed through the air.

Where the sword light passed, a white line appeared in the air.

The demonic birds that had been scorched by the flames were instantly cut in two by the sword light, their mangled bodies falling to the ground.

One fire, one ice; one blocking, one killing; their teamwork is impeccable.

The old cultivator with the horse-like face turned into a streak of red light and flew away.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, come on up, let's go together!"

Su Yajing summoned a flying boat.

She meant well.

Little did he know that after Shen Xuan boarded the flying boat, seven second-tier demonic birds were hot on his heels.

Gong Yajing just drew his sword and killed several wounded demonic birds.

Unexpectedly, I was resented.

"Three-clawed demon raven, black-faced flying eagle, blue-legged horned eagle..."

Shen Xuan glanced at it.

These demonic birds, which usually fought amongst themselves, now joined forces to attack and kill the human cultivators.

They are powerful, fast, and adept at hunting in groups.

Many human cultivators, even those at the Foundation Establishment stage, were caught in the swarm of demonic birds and were torn to pieces within moments.

Shen Xuan sighed, feeling a tightness in his chest.

He wasn't afraid of these demonic birds.

However, there must be an even more powerful figure behind the demonic bird.

Otherwise, what a coincidence!

As Yuan Huo Zhenren of the Huoyun Sect attempted to form his Nascent Soul, a passage to the Demon Realm opened, allowing a large number of demonic birds to fly in and attack Huoyun Immortal City.

Among them were top-tier third-order demonic creatures such as the Demon-Winged Roc.

Even a Nascent Soul True Monarch would find this kind of demonic creature troublesome.

"Don't fly high. Come down to the riverbank. We'll escape by water later."

Shen Xuan reminded him.

The seven demonic birds split into three groups, subtly indicating their intention to encircle the enemy.

"it is good."

Su Yajing piloted the flying boat and flew towards Qianjiang.

When we were almost at the riverbank.

Shen Xuan sensed something and looked up.

High in the sky, three black lights flew rapidly toward him.

Behind them were seven beams of light of different colors, with crimson being the most prominent.

"Wait, Master Su, stop immediately."

"Oh no! Those are real people and the Demon Lord!"

Su Yajing's face turned pale, and she quickly stopped.

(End of this chapter)