Muyan lets out huff and a chuckle, âSo it is.â
Deng Hongfeng actually played such a move against her.
Itâs no wonder that there isnât so much as a single customer these days.
Truly... interesting.
âMiss, do you want me to report this to the Ghost City?â
Thereâs a dense chill in Old Taoâs eyes, âDare to slight our Ghost Cityâs Shenshu-daren, theyâre simply tired of living.â
Across him, Muyanâs lips slightly quirk up, an evil charm in her smile, âNo need, how could I move the Ghost Cityâs hand just for some insignificant maggots. Old Tao, you just have to make the Ink Camp go and do a few things for me.â
Old Tao quickly comes over to Muyanâs side and listens to her murmurs.
After he hears Muyanâs plan, Old Tao is completely struck dumb.
This... it can also be done this way?
Soon however, he lets out a snickering laugh: although itâs unusually bad, but why does he think that this would be interesting?
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After Old Tao has left, Muyan simply returns to her room and directly goes inside the space.
Muyanâs current cultivation has already reached the middle of Precelestial stage.
Only a step away from high Precelestial.
At this stage of time, she always has this faint feeling that sheâs about to have a breakthrough.
But it always falls short by a step.
The bottleneck is right in front of her eyes, clearly at her fingertips, but why canât she break through?
Pure Internal Force slowly whirls within Muyanâs Qi Sea, forming a vortex.
From small, the vortex becomes larger, gradually turning into a powerful breath that is a hundred times purer than ordinary Internal Force, filling the air.
The Tian Mo Qin by Muyanâs side,
It seems to respond to something, and it begins playing a windless sound.
It produces a zither melody that seems to exist and doesnât exist.
Xiao Bao little head, which was originally immersed in a sea of books, suddenly perks up. He looks towards Muyanâs direction, his big blue eyes sparkling.
The fat rabbit, which was originally fast asleep, also sits up with a grunt. Itâs mung bean eyes blinking several times, looking at Muyan.
A sliver of shock and amazement flashes through those small eyes, which are almost invisible because of those plump cheeks obstructing them.
Is this... is she absorbing the Spiritual Energy inside the space?
How is it possible?
A person that has never activated the five attributes, one who only knows Internal Force, a martial practitioner that doesnât even know what Spiritual Force is,
How is it possible that she can absorb Spiritual Energy on her own?
Xiao Bao doesnât think about it as much as the fat rabbit.
He doesnât know what Spiritual Energy is, nor does he know how much of a sensational thing it is for a person who can only cultivate Internal Force, to spontaneously absorb Spiritual Energy.
Xiao Bao only knows that the breath coming out of his motherâs body right now is making him feel very comfortable.
So comfortable that he wants to get close, and thereâs also a hint of pure awe.
Xiao Baoâs cheeks are rosy. He unblinkingly looking at niangqin, at that best-looking face in the whole wide world.
He thinks that niangqin is really the best.
Later, he must work even harder, and become even stronger.
Or else, how could he be qualified to protect niangqin?
After four whole hours has gone by, Muyan opens her eyes, revealing a trace dismay.
Those four hours, she only felt as if something was washing over the meridians in her entire body. It was inexplicably comfortable.
However, feeling comfortable is still useless!
She still hasnât broken through her bottleneck.
Just as Muyan is about to get up, she comes across a soft little body beside her.
Without knowing when, Xiao Bao has already fallen asleep.
The handsome little face is indescribably serene, like a heavenly sprite that has fallen into the mundane world, like the most beautiful white jade carving between heaven and earth.
The warm, small form gets closer to her, every movement is filled with attachment.
But because he doesnât want to disturb her, he has only used his tiny hands clutch the hems of her clothes.