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"Master, master, master..."
"Qing... Qing Jun, Senior Sister..."
"Hehe..."
"Ah! Senior Sister, what are you doing..."
Qing Jun closed her eyes and clung to Jin’er like an octopus.
Her little head rubbed back and forth against Jin’er’s soft body, and suspicious drool trickled down the corners of her mouth.
Wait, drool!?
Why does Qing Jun, Senior Sister, drool when dreaming about the master?
Jin’er racked her brains and suddenly had an epiphany.
The master’s cooking skills are so good, Qing Jun, Senior Sister, must be dreaming of the master cooking!
Wooo...
Could it be she thinks she’s a piglet under the master’s hand? Already plucked and scalded, lying plump and white before the master, just waiting for the knife... cough cough...
In short,
seeing as she was about to feast, Qing Jun, Senior Sister, couldn’t hold back and started drooling on the piglet!
"Don’t bite, don’t bite, Jin’er is not a little pig..."
Jin’er gently stopped Qing Jun.
Alas, the little girl had already entered a berserk mode, leaving no room for Jin’er to speak.
She could only cast a pleading gaze toward the Senior Sister.
But alas.
The Senior Sister was different from them.
Qing Jun only needed rest... and food,
while she herself had yet to exhaust the earth fire she swallowed at Yunduan Mountain, recovering quickly borrowing its power.
As for the Senior Sister, she had overdrawn her spiritual power, needing to consume pills and meditate to recover.
Seeing her still meditating, Jin’er naturally wouldn’t disturb her, resigning herself to close her eyes and let Qing Jun continue biting.
This was already their second day of mistakenly entering this underground space.
The deadly array ahead still flickered with various ominous spiritual lights, making one’s heart palpitate.
Although legend has it the Seven True Masters of Songyang and Emperor emerged from this array, rumored to have unparalleled fortunes within.
Those present, however, were no naive fools, not daring to risk their lives for that elusive fortune within the array.
Thus, they all sat meditating in place, waiting for Grotto Heaven to end.
And concerning the Golden Core Cave Mansion in the outside world?
For now, that’s not something to worry about.
To avoid suspicion and have better rest, Zhong Jinliu and Chen Shu took the few remaining ghost cultivators to the other side to meditate without disturbing each other.
While on this side, only Zhiwei, Qing Jun, Jin’er, and Su Qingdai huddled together.
Su Qingdai hugged her knees, secretly biting her cheek.
In this day,
she chatted quite a bit with Qing Jun and Jin’er, slowly forming an image of the legendary Chen Ye from their words.
"What kind of heartless demon is Chen Ye! What kind of mind-bending trick did he use on these girls?!"
Su Qingdai mentally cursed, her sense of justice burning fiercely.
From Qing Jun,
she learned that Chen Ye made Qing Jun, this little adorable girl, stand on a stool to stir fry, insisting she cook for him every day or else he’d starve—this was clearly threatening Qing Jun!
Moreover, looking at this little girl who couldn’t forget to clinging to him even in her dreams, being exploited yet so devoted... she must be brainwashed!
"Too terrible... could the Lingyin Sect’s Instructor Chen have cultivated some Demon Path technique to manipulate minds? I can’t let this stand. Once we leave Luoxiao Grotto Heaven, I must inform Junior Martial Uncle Su and thoroughly investigate this hypocrite!"
Su Qingdai swore internally, her gaze towards Zhiwei and the others carrying a hint of sympathy.
However.
Once she’s out of Grotto Heaven, everything will be fine; she will save these girls from suffering!
"Phew..."
Zhiwei sighed softly, regaining some Primordial Qi after two days of pill-taking and meditative deep rest.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Qing Jun wrapped around Jin’er like an octopus, and Su Qingdai beside them with a strange expression.
Zhiwei felt slightly helpless.
She reached out her slender fingers to pinch Qing Jun’s soft cheek and gently tugged.
"Uh... master..." Qing Jun murmured with her eyes closed.
"Wake up. If you don’t, you’ll suffocate Jin’er." Zhiwei chuckled.
Qing Jun hazily opened her big eyes, fluttering her long lashes twice, only to realize she was hugging her junior sister!
"Ah! Jin’er, why are you in my arms?"
The little girl turned the tables, hastily wiping the drool from her mouth and patted her little chest righteously,
"Cough cough, Qing Jun was practicing in her dreams just now! You must’ve come over yourself!"
Jin’er tearfully adjusted her collar, "Senior Sister, what technique were you practicing? A cultivation technique to eat someone like a piglet..."
The little girl’s cheeks reddened, "I didn’t eat anyone! Qing Jun didn’t eat anyone! Junior Sister, don’t talk nonsense! Clearly... clearly just tasting!"
"Ugh..."
Poor Jin’er dared not protest, only bowing her head, quietly fixing her collar.
To Su Qingdai’s eyes, the scene of these sisters interacting was quite different.
What good girls!
Even in such an environment, they managed to stay optimistic, truly strong!
"Junior Sister Lu..." Su Qingdai took a deep breath, approached, lowered her voice, and spoke seriously, "Don’t worry, once we’re out of Luoxiao Grotto Heaven, I’ll definitely help you! Medicine King Valley won’t turn a blind eye!"
Zhiwei reacted with confusion.
Help us?
Help with what?
What does Medicine King Valley intend to do?
But before Zhiwei could ask further.
"Buzz—"
A resonance akin to an eternal bell from the depths of Divine Souls suddenly stirred inside all cultivators in Luoxiao Grotto Heaven.
The bronze ground bricks beneath everyone’s feet, the thick darkness overhead as black as ink, along with the deadly array spinning ahead, all began trembling violently!