"Heal well before you leave."
Chu Zheng put away the Storage Ring, his expression calm, slowly closing his eyes without speaking further.
He had anticipated this situation a long time ago.
Four million three hundred seventy-six thousand one hundred sixty-three Spirit Stones.
This number shows that Xue Qing had been preparing for a long time.
Perhaps the previous path was too smooth, and he made everything too simple.
He almost instinctively forgot why he came to Ancient Times in the first place.
Reincarnation Road, the great battle in Ancient Times, the Heavenly Destiny True Spirit—there were too many mysteries he needed to uncover.
He thought that avoiding the world and waiting for his cultivation to become strong enough would naturally allow him to unravel those mysteries, but now it seems that if he keeps sitting in seclusion, what originally belonged to Zheng Chu might be taken by others.
