Luo Ning let out a long breath and hurriedly said with a smile, "Young Master Sikong is so magnanimous. This little woman admires you."
Having said that, Luo Ning swept a cold glance over Xiao Wu and the others, then cried sharply, "Set off."
She took the lead, walking out shoulder to shoulder with Sikong Jing, while behind them, Xiao Wu's gaze was incomparably grim.
What exactly was his cousin doing? Sikong Jing was clearly only at the ninth level of the Bright Realm, so why did she say they would have to rely on him?
At that moment, Luo Ning's voice sounded from ahead. "Young Master Sikong, when did you reach the ninth level of the Bright Realm?"
Her eyes shone brightly. The first time she had met Sikong Jing, he had been at the sixth level of the Bright Realm, yet he had easily defeated her then.
Afterward, she had personally watched him break through to the seventh level of the Bright Realm. With two punches, he had blasted the Beast Bandit Group's leader at the third level of the Dark Realm to death and slaughtered the entire Beast Bandit Group. Now that he had reached the ninth level of the Bright Realm, he was surely even more formidable.
It was precisely because Sikong Jing possessed such cultivation that Luo Ning no longer regretted inviting him here, and dared to rebuke Xiao Wu without the slightest restraint.
"I reached it two days ago," Sikong Jing replied casually.
Luo Ning chuckled. "Young Master Sikong is truly impressive. You reached the ninth level of the Bright Realm in just a few days. This little woman admires you even more."
Xiao Wu and the others following behind nearly stumbled and fell to the ground.
What was so impressive about the ninth