Chapter 1133: Cultivation Ground
A huge long tail shot out from behind the person that had seized Qiao Mu, smacking the attacker’s back.
*Bam!* A loud sound rang out.
The Raksha Princess raised her hand and slashed the rat that scurried out from beside Qiao Mu’s neck. Then, she picked up Qiao Mu and swiftly leapt to another tree.
It turned out that she was stabbing a rat beside Qiao Mu’s neck.
Afterwards, the Raksha Princess unexpectedly turned to smile kindly at Qiao Mu.
Qingluan couldn’t help but be anxious, and he flew up to her and demanded, “What are you doing?”
Yet the Raksha Princess merely curled her lips imperceptibly into a smile.
She had secretly been trailing Qiao Mu this entire time while concealing her presence, so she had long noticed her abnormality.
This little fellow had been searching for a place to cultivate like a clown.
As long as she didn’t emit any killing intent or obstruct her cultivation, she could absolutely become her “good friend.”
The reason this child was so vicious when attacking her at the beginning must have been that she had stepped into her matrix when pursuing Sikong Fuling, thus hindering her cultivation.
This child had either become stupid or turned dumb, the Raksha Princess mused silently.
The Raksha Princess then snapped her fingers, and all of a sudden, a large horde of rats swarmed toward Qingluan.
After the Raksha Princess saw that Qiao Mu’s two beasts were both besieged by the rat pack, a dark glint flitted across her eyes. She directly pa.s.sed through this area of forest toward a fixed direction with Qiao Mu in tow.
After sweeping away a large wave of swarming rats with his palm, Qingluan tucked the egg under his left armpit and promptly zipped up a tree. It then called out to Chirpy, who was fighting in merriment, before chasing in haste after their master.
The egg: I friggin’….
Sir Bloodfire roared in extreme shame, “You d*mn cyan bird, you’re not allowed to tuck this one under your arm. Quickly put this one down, ahhhh!”
This position was simply subjecting him to absolute humiliation. He no longer had any of a sacred beast’s dignity remaining, wuwuwu.
Just you freaking wait until this one recovers the true form of a phoenix. This one will annihilate you into the cesspit in a matter of moments!!!
How would Qingluan bother with him? While squeezing the egg under his arm, he bolted onto Chirpy’s hill-sized body and pointed ahead in agitation. “Chase them!”
The fat squirrel moved its pudgy feet vigorously, shuttling through the trees exceptionally nimbly.
By this time, the Raksha Princess had brought Qiao Mu to an area with concentrated mystic energy and pointed up ahead.
Her intent was as clear as day!
Cultivate!
Once you cultivate to a critical juncture, this one will then take your wretched life!
Don’t be kidding her. She of course had to avenge her humiliation!
Don’t say that she got beaten by this d*mned la.s.s for nothing?
Moreover, she felt that this d*mn la.s.s must be hiding some kind of secret. Otherwise, it was impossible for her to be so strong, crus.h.i.+ng her into fleeing with a single mental attack.
This d*mn la.s.s’s current cultivation was at most at level-13 phenomenal success, yet her spiritual conscious was higher than her own by who knew how many levels!
That’s why she was able to defeat her with a single attack!
Even if you flogged her to death, the Raksha Princess wouldn’t believe that this la.s.s didn’t have a secret.
Qiao Mu inspected her surroundings.
Without mentioning anything else, this place that the Raksha Princess picked was really quite excellent. The mystic energy in the surroundings was more concentrated than the creekside that Sikong Fuling had found earlier.
Nodding in satisfaction, Qiao Mu pattered over to a tree and sat down. As expected, she entered a cultivating state as if there were no one else present.
Even so, the Raksha Princess was a bit anxious, afraid that those adorable little rats were unable to stop Qiao Mu’s beasts.
Not long after Qiao Mu closed her eyes to cultivate, she crept in close and pulled out a box of medicinal powder from her sleeve.