When she returned to the inn, Shi Guiren had been anxiously waiting for the sight of her return. Learning that Chu Beiqing had safely returned home, Shi Guiren breathed a sigh of relief.
Little Xinzhuo, seeing that persuading Xin Lin was futile, sulked and went back to practice his skills.
Xin Lin held the pillow and rushed back to her room, eager to tear it open.
The pillow was stuffed with strands of grass, and without the help of Fu Xi's Energy, Xin Lin wouldn't have been able to make out the writing on the grass at all.
Xin Lin wanted to read the writing on the grass strands clearly, but as soon as she focused her sight, everything before her eyes blurred, and she couldn't make out anything.
"Although Ghost God Breaking Army is powerful, it consumes too much of Fu Xi's Energy. Right now, I can only throw one punch with the Fu Xi's Energy within me. It seems I have to find other methods to learn more Mystical Skills."
