Chapter 127: Senior Brother, I’m Really Poor
A mere movement had unknowingly touched the hearts of many, as countless gazes were fixated upon Holy Light City.
Wish to cultivate?
Wish to find the Spiritual Milk Jade?
Those lurking in the shadows couldn’t help but reveal smiles. This was even more so for Prince Qi.
Many Martial God Academy disciples who had journeyed afar had come here to observe, along with numerous individuals from the Saint Land. After all, Princess Zi Ji had rejected them, and both factions were intensely curious about what fate awaited this Princess.
"Difficult!" a Saint Land Disciple with thick eyebrows and large eyes spat out.
That Dao Ground was terrifying; those who entered had a nine-in-ten chance of dying, with no exceptions. Those who managed to emerge alive were almost all insane, and the probability of finding Spiritual Milk Jade inside was slim. Even if one fortuitously found the Spiritual Milk Jade, it was doubtful they could use it for Zhou Tian circulation, as this jade had already birthed Spiritual Intelligence. It would not allow its life to be cut apart at will.
Chen Pingping’s decision to embark on this journey was undoubtedly a failure, one that might even cost him his life in the end.
Someone scoffed coldly, "A small Sect, daring to take in Princess Zi Ji? Heh heh..."
Princess Zi Ji was too special. If she were an ordinary genius, it might have been acceptable, but even a slightly lesser Sect could not bear the burden of Princess Zi Ji’s cultivation.
Before the mountain range, Chen Pingping watched for a long time before speaking. "This journey has been fraught with unease, a nine-in-ten chance of death. We have encountered all manner of powerful enemies. Now, we are about to step into this terrifying Dao Ground to find the Spiritual Milk Jade to help you perform Zhou Tian circulation. Countless people might mock you, ridicule you, and wait to see your downfall. How will you face this?"
"I will pay them no mind," Princess Zi Ji said, lifting her head, her gaze clear.