Don't dare, don't dare, when you play the flute, souls scatter to the winds, who dares to listen.
Actually, everyone isn't bothered by boredom; at this level of cultivation, a hundred years of solitude is child's play. They just really want to know the whereabouts of the Fei Chuan Demon Soul, but unfortunately, Zhou Xuanqing is unwilling to reveal them.
Dao Guang's gaze swept across the cave and quickly settled on the alchemy furnace.
"This stove..."
Zhou Xuanqing: "Want to go in and take a look?"
Dao Guang: "..."
Zhou Xuanqing: "Actually, it's nothing; she went in and didn't die either."
Everyone turned to look at Qin Yu. Qin Yu slightly smiled, "I've been in, and I actually want to go in again."
Her words were directed at Zhou Xuanqing. Zhou Xuanqing squinted his eyes, "There's already someone inside; it's a bit crowded. Wait until he turns to ash, then you can go in..."
Qin Yu: "I'm talking about going to the place behind it."
