After Xue Wuji left, Yun Chujiu first checked the little black bird in the Spirit Beast Pouch, then sighed, "I'm so bored!"
"Little Black has been asleep for so long and still hasn't woken up. He looked like he had gained a lot of weight. I wonder if this skill has grown?! I'm really bored!"
"Master, why haven't you cultivated recently? Didn't you always refine the lightning power spat out by that strange grass?" the rolling pin asked in confusion.
"If I don't refine the power of lightning, I won't be able to suppress the spiritual power in my body. If I refine it again, I'll have to rise several levels!! Having a shaky foundation isn't good for future cultivation! Sigh, others are worried about cultivating slowly, but I'm worried about cultivating too fast. No one will ever understand the world of geniuses!"
The rolling pin was speechless.
