Nascent Soul Realm experts are few and far between in this world!
Another seven days passed, and Zhou Heng had not encountered any abnormally strong opponent of the Nascent Soul Realm level. There weren't that many peerless experts for him to stumble upon, yet minor dangers were incessant. Every flower, every blade of grass, and every tree he encountered often harbored intense poisons or malevolent energies, making even him furrow his brow.
Sometimes Feng Lianqing rode the Big Gray Wolf along with him and Ying Mengfan, but more often, she preferred to lazily gamble in the Nine Mystic Trial Tower with Xiao Huoshui and the other two girls—over the days, she had accumulated a considerable amount of debt, her eyebrows knitted as if they could tie knots.
