"Young master, I don't know how long this spirit sound illusory Valley will be open for. Let's make the best use of our time to cultivate." Uncle Ling said to Ling Chuxi.
Ling Chuxi had reached the heavens in a single bound. Her cultivation had risen from the middle stage of the monarch level to the late stage of the monarch level. It was inevitable that her cultivation would be unstable. The Ling Yin illusory Valley was filled with spiritual energy. In addition, the Ling Yin from the stream could calm her nerves. It was very beneficial for her to consolidate her cultivation. Uncle Ling was afraid of missing this opportunity.
"Wait, there's still something I need to do." Ling Chuxi said indifferently.
"What else is there?" Uncle Ling and the rest looked at Ling Chuxi in confusion. Uncle Liang was already dead, and Qin shaozhong had also escaped. What else could have happened?
