Ling Chuxi gritted her teeth and began walking over in the direction of Nan Xia Country. She did not go and look for Huangfu Qingjue because she was unwilling to become his burden and unwilling for him to take any more risks for her. She also believed that with Huangfu Qingjue's cultivation, he should have no problems protecting himself. After all, he was a descendant of the Huangfu family.
Certain about not wanting to become Huangfu Qingjue's burden, Ling Chuxi's target moving forward became even clearer. She went forward, her footsteps unprecedentedly firm.
"Sword spirit, are you still around?" Ling Chuxi called out to the sword spirit in her mind as she walked.
