They had come all this way, and Qin Liuxi wouldn't just ask a few questions and leave, bringing along Kuang Shan and the Eastern Ghost King to the summit of Gengdong Mountain.
Poor Kuang Shan, on what should have been a joyous occasion, he didn't even get to celebrate his wedding night. With a bruised and swollen face, he led the way up the mountain, thinking to himself that focusing solely on cultivation was insufficient; he also needed to cultivate interpersonal relationships. Seeing how the Eastern Ghost King, as a senior, showed deference to Qin Liuxi, while the former fierce one treated him as kin.
On the contrary, touching his face and hissing in pain.
He had been dead for over a thousand years, generally immune to the pain of a beating, but Qin Liuxi's punches, charged with Spiritual Power, caused even his soul body to feel pain.
He wondered about who exactly she was, looking at her, barely fifteen or sixteen. Were the children in the human world now this fierce?
