Zheng Fa watched with wide eyes as many cultivators revealed a look of interest on their faces.
Clearly, the reputation of the secret elixir from the Supreme Dao was immense.
However, Lady Xuanhua sighed inwardly. She finally understood why the atmosphere just now felt so strange:
People from the Jiushan Realm are not wordy, but they impart Secret Techniques in casual conversation, and would readily give away Qingjing Bamboo, almost without distinguishing between us and them, seeking only the betterment of Jiushan Realm.
But these people from Xuanwei Realm...
Their words are prettier than one another.
Their voices louder than one another.
But their thoughts, completely different, are all about strategizing and guarding against each other.
She sat among them and suddenly felt sick of it, even wanting to return to the Jiushan Realm.
She suddenly paused, perplexed... had she naturally used the word "return"?
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