Just like that, the two sides began researching, studying, and chatting together.
Seven o'clock in the evening.
The Blacksmith and Mu Qian logged off together.
In a room somewhere in the Wood Immortal Realm, Mu Qian and the other sisters wore faintly excited expressions.
A fortuitous opportunity!
There really was a fortuitous opportunity.
For cultivators like them, who were not skilled at fighting, entering secret realms to battle and seek great opportunities was impossible.
Their only opportunities lay in the various illusions.
Thus, many of them spent their free time visiting all kinds of illusions, large and small, hoping for a chance encounter.
But they also feared that some scumbags might pretend to be handsome, wealthy, and powerful.
But now, it was obvious that the other party was not pretending. They were giving them treatment even better than that offered to True Immortals. This showed the hard power they possessed within the Xi Rong forces!
A Female Immortal said, "But we still have to be careful. If we haven't officially become Dao companions, we can't let them take advantage of us."
Another beautiful, lively, and adorable Female Immortal nodded. "Exactly, exactly. I heard Granny say that some cultivators are scumbags who hunt for beauties everywhere."
Mu Qian smiled. "Don't worry. They have stricter rules over there than we do here. Supposedly, they're all being watched. Cultivators with an audience perspective keep an eye on them, and even holding hands gets them warned by a River Crab Great God."
That lively Female Immortal said, "They really are well-behaved. I knew it—those orthodox sects from prestigious families all look very cultured. Their golden cores are so dazzlingly golden; you can tell at a glance that they're good people."
But someone else asked, "Is this River Crab an inspection divine beast in their