Chapter 117: Wanyu, Flying Immortal, Daqian
Xiang Feifei had also gotten up early, one moment offering Wang Zijia this, the other asking if that could be used, or whether it needed to be brought along.
However, this fifteen-year-old, gradually spending more time with Wang Zijia, evolved much like a mother hen, fussing tirelessly, especially these past two days.
Wang Zijia wasn’t bothered, responding patiently.
When the first ray of sunlight pierced the deep darkness of dawn, casting light and warmth upon the earth, it woke the slumbering Sect.
"Ding!"
At this moment, Wang Zijia’s identity card gave a timely alert to assemble at the Secular Courtyard’s Outer Sect Headquarters.
"Well, I’m off!" Wang Zijia stood on the Paper Kite, looking down at the five girls below.
The five girls, including the three toddlers, were now looking worriedly at Wang Zijia. Bai Qian and Xiang Feifei were blatantly staring at Wang Zijia, their small fists clenched tightly.
"Run if you encounter demons, burrow into crowds if things look strange, if it gets too dangerous hide somewhere, and only come out when time’s up."
"We can slowly figure out the issue with the spiritual object, you are still young. Don’t recklessly battle with demons for the sake of a spiritual object. Apart from being careful of demons, you must be more wary of people, whether they are of the same Sect or not."
In the courtyard, Xiang Feifei was giving her final reminder.