Ning Xuan didn't even hear what Wu Pianpian said before he saw her move. The long staff in her hands suddenly split apart, transforming into a long spear.
Ning Xuan blinked, utterly incredulous.
Xing Zhao hadn't been able to dodge the spear! By the time he could even think to react, the tip of Wu Pianpian's weapon was already at his throat.
The corner of Ning Xuan's mouth twitched. Xing Zhao's Cultivation was at least at the Fourth Layer Heavens of the King Realm! More importantly, his strength absolutely surpassed the so-called King Realm experts Ning Xuan had previously encountered. Yet, he was no match for a single thrust of Wu Pianpian's spear.
"Senior Sister, why don't you just stay here? I need to find a place to cultivate." Ning Xuan was under immense pressure.
"You promised the old man you'd take care of me," the child said, blinking. "Wherever you go, I go."
Little White, nestled in her arms, also yipped in agreement.
