Yin-Yang Tiger was hit by Invisible Needle. His body swayed as he raised the Taiyi Traceless Sword to protect himself. 

After making sure that Zen Master Baimei was away from harm, I retrieved the needle. Then, I felt my blood rise in my throat. I frowned and swallowed it back.

Zen Master Baimei took the chance to retreat. 

“Where’s Chuyi?” I looked around and didn’t see Chuyi. 

Zen Master Baimei wiped the trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth. His voice was angry. “They’ve controlled Chuyi.” 

I didn’t understand. Immediately, a white light flashed in front of us, followed by Chuyi himself. 

His face had returned back to normal. He looked healthy, and his wounds had mostly recovered. At this moment, he looked both handsome and cold. 

I stepped forward in excitement. “You’re all...