Ji Qingzhu strongly suspected that this was her talent, the so-called special constitution of some sort.
Otherwise, why would a Demonic Goose at the Divine Ability Realm listen to a mere Mortal-Shedding Martial Master, and there was no way Little Fish could understand the speech of fierce beasts.
After earnestly urging Chi Mengli to cultivate diligently, Ji Qingzhu returned to her courtyard and began a secluded and austere life of bitter cultivation.
Chapter 82