After bidding farewell to Yue Meng and the other Spiritual Beasts, Chen Jiuge left a sum of Spirit Stones as payment for his room at the inn and quietly left that night.
「Fox Fate Pavilion」
Chen Jiuge came after all. Qian Wanwan was right. Cultivators ought to focus on the path to becoming immortals. If chance knocks on their door and they hesitantly refuse to accept, then what's the point in cultivating at all?
Aunt Liu spotted Chen Jiuge immediately and, ignoring the other Spiritual Beasts, swayed over to him.
Unlike yesterday, today Aunt Liu's gaze carried a hint of scrutiny.
The Fateful Spirit Fox has some ability to sense people's hearts. Generally speaking, cultivators chosen by the Fateful Spirit Fox have good temperaments, but of course, that's not absolute.
"Sir, you've come again. Miao Miao is already waiting in the room. Do you want to go by yourself, or should I lead the way?" This time, instead of warmly grabbing Chen Jiuge's arm, she kept a distance.
