"Tracking Rat, stay here obediently. If anyone triggers the array, call for me."
"Yes, Master!"
Seeing that her master's aura had stabilized, Tracking Rat's little heart finally stopped pounding wildly as well.
Yunxi said generously:
"I'll reward you with a Milk Fruit. Take one yourself."
Tracking Rat rubbed its little paws together and thanked her with narrowed black-bean eyes:
"Thank you, Master."
Then, delighted, it curled up a Milk Fruit and sat beside Yunxi, its little ears pricked as it listened for movement while sucking the fruit flesh. It had never seen this fruit before; its fragrance rushed straight into its nostrils, and it had been drooling over it earlier.
While Tracking Rat ate its Milk Fruit, Yunxi sent her divine soul into the Wooden Token Space and immediately posted a plea for help in the Chat Group.
Fleeting Smoke: Big shots, save me! My physical body is about to collapse. What should I do?
The Chat Group flickered, and messages soon began flooding the screen.
Ethereal Immortal: Little Yunyan, what did you do? How did you make your physical body collapse?
Star Trek: Haven't you been improving your cultivation lately? Did something go wrong with your cultivation method?
Tribal Warrior: Little Yunyan, you've eaten so many Milk Fruits that your physical strength is almost comparable to an adult beastman's. You shouldn't be this fragile.
Ox-Head and Horse-Face: Yun Yan, if all else fails, become a ghost cultivator.
Survival is the Hardest Truth: Were you set up by someone?
Yunxi swept her gaze over the messages from the big shots and could only reply:
"While training outside, I accidentally found a cultivation method suited to me. But its owner tried to possess my body. Fortunately, the Immortal Artifact Senior Ethereal Immortal gave me protected me, and I ultimately devoured the