Shuqi had no idea that this casual move of hers would enable the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect to experience a rapid surge in strength over the coming days, adding fuel to the fire in an already unstable Cultivation World. At this moment, she was cradling Lin Zhouma as she headed deep into Tianlang Mountain.
When she left, she had promised her senior brothers and sisters that she would bring them back local specialties. Since she had finally managed to get Xitong to set up a scanning interface for her, how could she possibly let it go to waste?
Besides, after the incident with the purple-robed cultivator earlier, she had become more cautious and slapped a top-grade concealment talisman on herself. Shuqi still looked like a teenager at the moment, cradling a curly brown dog in her arms. The little pup was snuggled against her chest, holding a spirit fruit in its paws and nibbling on it in small bites.
Chapter 93