"Little Miao, your swordsmanship is decent, but your cultivation is a little too weak, and this trip is fraught with danger. I didn't even bring Warm Warm and her mother along." In any case, I could just use the same move I'd used against Warm Warm on her. She and Warm Warm were quite close, and the two of them often exchanged pointers.
As soon as Liu Xiaomiao heard that, she was displeased. "You think my cultivation is too low? Hmph, but I..."
She wanted to say that her swordsmanship was exquisite, but I'd already cut her off.
"What? Right now, most of the super Arcane Sect cultivators standing against me at the late Dao Entry stage are at least mid-stage Ghost Kings. You can't beat them either. As for the weaker ones, they'd flee far away the moment they saw me. Where would you even get a chance to appear?" I was laughing so hard inside that I nearly pulled a muscle. I'd wanted this little girl to enter the Soul Urn before, but she hadn't been willing. Now look at her—my ghosts were all mid-stage Ghost Kings, leaving her far behind. She finally knew to panic.
"You've abandoned me after having your way with me!" Liu Xiaomiao was furious and nearly drew her sword.
I remained completely unmoved. With her swordsmanship, it was still questionable whether she could even get close to me. "Little Miao, you'd better cultivate properly at home. Once you reach the late Ghost King stage, we'll have plenty of chances to go adventuring and work together, won't we? Besides, what do you mean, 'abandoned me after having your way with me'?"
"You just look down on me because I'm not your household ghost... At worst, I'll enter the Soul Urn too. You clearly have