"I know, is there anything else you want to say?"
Her words carried such a strong sense of dismissal that Xuan Yuanzhao felt the other person was still sulking.
"Now there is an opportunity to become stronger. In ten days, the Spirit Refining Conference will be held once every three years. At that time, powerful cultivators from all over the Xuan Tian Continent will gather in the Western Phoenix Kingdom."
Xuanyuan Zhao lowered his head, his eyes flashing with cold light: "In a two-player battle, I need a teammate."
"Okay, I'll go."
Lin Zhenzhen was only thinking about how to get rid of this big shot. She spoke quickly: "You can't stay in a woman's boudoir for long. I'll find another opportunity to discuss tactics with you in detail later."
As he spoke, he pushed the person outside the gate.
Only after confirming that Xuan Yuanzhao had gone far away did Lin Zhenzhen dare to open the wardrobe door and let the Wunian Wood inside out to air out.
The once dashing man in white was now huddled in a corner, his eyes wide, complaining with aggrieved indignation.
"I've been waiting so long, it's practically sprouting!"
"Excuse me, excuse me, could you please pick up the leaves you've fallen?"
She reached under the pillow and pulled out the spirit pouch, only to find that Little Black was already fast asleep inside.
“The Imperial Beast is too fragile.” Wu Nianmu held a handful of leaves in his hands. “It has been away from my main body for too long, and it cannot grow up.”
As he spoke, he threw the leaf into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.
After finishing her meal, she pouted and said disdainfully, "I really am not tasty at all." She really missed her old meals, but thankfully they were going back soon.
"Why didn't you say this sooner!" Lin Zhenzhen hurriedly pressed, "Where is your true form?"
"It's deep within Piling Abyss. According to your human race's classification, what's that place called again?"
"I think her name is... Xi Huang?"
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