Of course, she would not act rashly either.
After making a brief assessment, Lin Qi moved to a wind-blade opening eight hundred meters away, another entrance for sword cultivators into Nether Cave.
Who would have thought that after observing on her own for an entire hour without seeing anyone, Lin Qi would hear footsteps the moment she moved to the cave entrance?
Fortunately, she had the cloak Shang Yu had given her draped over her body. Lin Qi did not feel guilty at all, gripping her sword as she continued fending off the sword blades flying in from all directions.
Faintly, she heard a man's voice conversing with a young girl's voice.
"You stay here. Your brother will return once I've taken the Nether Sword Soul."
"Mhm, mhm, I know. Hurry up and go."
The girl urged him impatiently.
The man instructed her uneasily, "Be careful. Don't run around, and don't provoke people carelessly. If anyone bullies you, call for your brother."
"Are you done nagging? I'm not an idiot. Of course I know to call for help if I can't beat them!"
The man laughed helplessly twice before slowly leaving.
As Lin Qi listened, she felt that the man's voice carried a faint familiarity, as though she had heard it somewhere before.
Yet in more than twenty years in the Cangwu Realm, she had never met a true outsider, apart from Rong Shi and her biological father.
Neither of those two was quite orthodox, either.
After thinking for a long while without placing the voice, Lin Qi simply stopped dwelling on it.
After all, people had their moments of confusion.
One sword blade after another was struck down, eventually turning into Nether Souls that fell to the ground.
As Lin Qi bent down to pick up the Nether Souls,