Bai Xiaozhao spoke while scratching her chin with her paw: "She looks at you a bit like how Luanyi looks at you, like a fool. For a while, her eyes were fierce, and her face looked a bit ferocious, full of murderous intent. But her killing intent doesn't seem to be aimed at you."
"Oh?"
Chu Xisheng listened thoughtfully.
He then smiled slightly and picked Bai Xiaozhao up from his head: "Little Zhao, you've been cultivating very quickly recently. I haven't seen you for a few days, and your demonic power has grown again."
A few days ago, when he returned to Shen Shan, this weasel had already accumulated over a thousand years of demonic power, equivalent to the fifth-rank cultivation of a martial cultivator.
And in just these few days, Bai Xiaozhao's cultivation has surprisingly progressed a little more.
Bai Xiaozhao giggled and said: "It's the Wood Sword Immortal, he is helping me."
