Yun Zhi always thought of herself as someone calm under pressure, someone who could analyze problems rationally.
For example, the terrifying lightning tribulation she faced when crossing the tribulation, the first time she fought an immortal, the time she discovered Lu Yang’s unusual aptitude for spells... even if some problems weren’t fully solved, at least she remained composed.
But after hearing the Immortal Fairy’s words, her mind really did go blank for a moment.
Clack.
Lu Yang was so startled that the spirit fruit in his hand slipped to the floor and rolled somewhere out of sight.
“I—I am Lu Yang.”
He hurried to state his identity.
If the Immortal Fairy kept speaking like this, who knew what outrageous things she might blurt out.