"I feel like continuing like this isn't helping. How about I wait a few more days, and if the Black-Bearded Jiao King doesn't send for reinforcements, I'll take the initiative and head to the deep sea area?" Wang Qi said.
Feng Luoyi immediately rejected Wang Qi's suggestion, "No. You are part of the Immortal Alliance, a future high-order cultivator. It's not appropriate for you to take on high risks before you've grown stronger."
"I just feel like staying here is wasting time..." Wang Qi lamented.
Wang Qi tore off a strip of flesh from the "face" of the meat, nearly gagging from the strong fishy smell. He begrudgingly packed away the Jiao Dragon Meat, then added, "The most important thing about refining the heart through worldly experiences is... well, my experiences are mostly just taking afternoon naps."
"This is another one of your flaws. You are too impatient, always feeling like something's chasing you."
