A Person Is Not Grass or Wood; Who Could Be Without Feelings

Chen Qing stood there in a daze for a while before leaving in disappointment.

Before she left, she took a Storage Ring from her bosom, tossed it in front of Su Fan, and then fled the Cave Mansion as if escaping.

Su Fan froze for a moment. By the time he picked up the Storage Ring and chased after her, Chen Qing had already vanished without a trace.

His gaze sharpened. He swept his Spiritual Sense over the Storage Ring, then sighed.

It was always hardest to withstand a beauty's kindness.

The Storage Ring was packed with all kinds of materials required for high-level formations. The girl had definitely snuck them out of her Lineage recently.

Over the past year or so, he had no idea how many Spirit Crystals he had spent to grind his Path of Formations data. He knew the market prices of high-level formation materials all too well.

The materials in the Storage Ring were enough to last him a year.

No, he absolutely could not accept these things. He already owed her such a huge debt of gratitude. If he accepted these things as well, it would be far too improper.

With that thought, Su Fan took the Communication Formation Disk from his waist and sent Chen Qing a message. However, a long time passed without a reply.

He gave a wry smile, then put away the Communication Formation Disk. He would wait until tomorrow and look for her in person.

Early the next morning, Su Fan left the Cave Mansion after breakfast. He altered his appearance and bearing before arriving at the Sect Affairs Hall.

Only after reaching the Sect Affairs Hall of the Northern Dome Immortal Sect—and then arriving at the entrance—did he remember that he did not know Chen Qing's exact whereabouts.