'One mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, three early-Nascent Soul cultivators, and four late-Golden Core cultivators.'
'Tsk, I've only been gone for a short while, and all the cultivators on this continent have become so weak?'
Sheng Ning listened to the soft clicking sound coming from beside her ear.
A smile played on her lips as she gently patted the little white ball of fur, signaling it to be quiet.
Although the storyteller's cultivation level was low, he could still hear some noises coming from the doorway.
He was so frightened that he was trembling all over. He turned his head to look at the window in the guest room. Just as he was about to speak up and run out the window with Sheng Ning, he saw the latter raise her chin at him.
He gestured for him to sit down and rest.
Sheng Ning has never been afraid of anything since childhood, not even those with higher cultivation levels than himself, and not even those who have been utterly defeated by their opponents.
She never backed down.
Bai Ze is right, she is indeed too impulsive. Every time she acts without considering the consequences, it always makes the people around her worry.
So this time, in order not to worry my senior brothers...
The white tiger and the giant python have not left Sheng Ning's consciousness space for a long time.
Including Bai Ze and Xuanwu.
Sheng Ning deliberately placed several lightweight weapons at the entrance in a very discreet manner.
After she finished doing all that, she returned to her seat and watched helplessly as the rough paper on the door was punctured.
A small tube peeked in through the punctured hole.
Sheng Ning, "Pfft!"
What era is this? How come the cultivation world is still using such outdated methods of drugging?
Storyteller: ......
no!
They've already come to our door, how can you still be smiling?!
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