Tiger King Ridge.
Jiang Che lay sprawled out in front of Bodhi Cave, already deep in slumber, completely unaware that a storm was brewing outside.
Meanwhile, Nangong Luo and Xiaozhi were at the Cyan Stone Pool, eyes closed and concentrating intently on their cultivation.
Nangong Luo was immersed in the water, radiating a golden light, appearing sacred beyond measure. Xiaozhi, on the other hand, was standing on a smooth cyan stone, diligently absorbing spiritual qi, working very hard.
"Xiaozhi, you must keep up the hard work, don't slack off, or else the master might kick you out."
Xiaozhi secretly encouraged herself inwardly.
Here at Tiger King Ridge, she enjoyed food and drink, living quite happily, so naturally, she didn't want to be expelled by the merciless master.
At this moment, all was quiet around, with only Jiang Che's snores breaking the silence.
