Crunch crunch crunch—
The tire wrapped in Demon Beast leather with a metal inner ring continuously traveled along the mountain path.
With a small push, the wheelchair rolled five or six meters; to a cultivator, this weight was like a light drizzle, even though she was seriously injured, she could easily push it.
"Ha~"
Looking at the sun in the sky, she lazily yawned and stretched.
Lately, Lu Luo has been visibly bored with life. The Nine Peaks Grand Martial Arts Gathering some time ago really gave her a thrill, watching to her heart's content. The disciples of each sect showcased their various Divine Skills like the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea. Despite her usual unserious demeanor, she is quite adept at secretly learning techniques.
