Chapter 131 - 129: She is Wuya’s fated Daoist companion
Xu Jun took the elixir, and the tumultuous aura within him quickly stabilized; the spiritual energy inside him was more abundant than ever before.
He couldn’t help but exclaim, "Receiving this elixir from you is actually my good fortune. As fellow disciples, it is only right for me to come to your aid in times of danger—there’s no need for thanks."
Seeing that he was unharmed, Shen Qinghe’s heart eased a little, but she was still concerned about his physical condition.
Off to the side, Xiao Chen and Yan Changsheng watched Shen Qinghe’s warm concerns toward Xu Jun with complex feelings, but of course, nobody at the scene cared about their sentiments.
The Black Rope seemed to know it had entered the Flood Dragon’s belly and felt dirty; it cleaned itself thoroughly before obediently returning to Shen Qinghe’s wrist and languidly snuggled up to her.
Shen Qinghe gently stroked it, and it responded by tapping her palm lightly with its tip, its docile appearance in stark contrast to its previous arrogance.
Shu Xiu, curious, approached and asked, "May I touch it?"
"Of course," Shen Qinghe stretched out her hand to allow Shu Xiu to feel it.
Just as Shu Xiu was about to touch the Black Rope, it swiftly slipped into Shen Qinghe’s sleeve, clearly not wanting to be touched by Shu Xiu.
Shu Xiu found the Black Rope very adorable and did not insist, only feeling that it truly was a spiritual Magic Artifact, seemingly understanding human nature, even having its likes and dislikes.
The other cultivators too were curious and gathered around; the female cultivators wanted to touch the Black Rope, while the male cultivators gazed at the unblemished white jade of Shen Qinghe’s wrist, unable to shift their gaze.