"Ye Liu, I'm sorry." In the cave, Shen Xiaomao suddenly spoke.
"Hmm?"
"I lost the spirit ground, it was my fault for not being careful enough. If I had realized her malicious intent earlier, we wouldn't have ended up in this situation."
On the Cloud River battlefield, a spirit ground was immensely beneficial for cultivators. Possessing a spirit ground was of great help to one's cultivation, and Shen Xiaomao had previously been grateful for meeting Lu Ye and being taken in by him. She had imagined her cultivation improving day by day, but to her dismay, the spirit ground was seized by someone with evil intentions after just a few days, filling her with regret and self-reproach.
"Being a cat, how could you be an opponent to a fox? Don't dwell on it too much, it's just a spirit ground. It's gone, it's gone; what matters most is that we are still alive."
"Just let it be?" Shen Xiaomao clearly was not content to let things go.
"Heal your injuries first." Lu Ye glanced at her.
"Oh."
