Zhongsheng Continent.
Level Six spirit vein cave abode.
Yu Qingling soaked in the Spirit Milk Spring that was suffused with heat. Her fair jade arm was glossy and warm, and traces of spirit liquid dripped down from her fingertips. At this moment, the calm face with the sword mark between her brows was filled with speechlessness. She gritted her teeth lightly. "Damn talisman master, there's no sound again!"
She looked at the core jade token. She wanted to send another message, but her jade arm still drooped. In the end, she rested her chin on her palm and leaned against the edge of the spring, thinking. "How should I resolve the worries accumulated over the days of cultivation? If it really doesn't work, I can only continue to use contributions."
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