Aside from having a somewhat kind and innocent nature, Zhu Qianru's aptitude was quite good. At such a young age, she had already successfully condensed a Golden Core.
Her parents were overjoyed. This time, they had specially let her follow several senior brothers out on an errand, their purpose being to let their daughter temper herself through experience. Though they doted on her greatly in ordinary times, they also understood that jade, uncarved, could not become a useful vessel.
Of course, the mission they had chosen was not dangerous, and they had even specially sent four Core Condensation Realm disciples along with her. They had thought it would be foolproof, yet trouble still occurred midway.
As for the reason, it was because Zhu Qianru had caused a great disaster—though, of course, she had originally acted out of kindness and goodwill.
The matter had to be traced back to this morning.
Because the mission was not urgent, they had camped and rested at night. After Zhu Qianru got up in the morning, she took a walk nearby, yet somehow, as if led by ghosts and gods, she wandered into a hidden valley. Girls were curious by nature, and Zhu Qianru made her own decision to head deeper inside.
In the end, she discovered a restriction.
Could there be a fellow Daoist here?
Although it was Zhu Qianru's first time leaving Xueming Mountain, she still understood the rules of the cultivation world. Knowing that rashly barging in could easily cause entanglements, she prepared to withdraw. Yet just at that moment, a groan entered her ears.
Curiosity got the better of her. After a brief hesitation, the girl chose to walk toward the place where the sound had come from.
In the end, she found a handsome scholar, roughly in his thirties, lying