Liu Erlong stared in the direction Xuan Xiao had vanished for a long while, unable to come back to her senses.
She lowered her head to look at the two Soul Spirit Balls in her hand, her heart churning violently.
Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings? He just gave them away? Just who was this guy?
Dugu Bo watched Liu Erlong's expression and could not help but smile.
"Little girl, stop overthinking it. Young Master's capabilities are immense. You'll get used to it eventually."
Liu Erlong came back to her senses and looked at Dugu Bo.
"How long have you been with him?"
Dugu Bo thought for a moment.
"Not long, but it's been enough for me to understand one thing."
"What thing?"
"Follow Young Master, and there'll be meat to eat."
Liu Erlong burst out laughing.
"Fine, then I'll wait for the meat."
Dugu Bo cautioned her.
"Don't go near that spring over there. Even I can't stay there for too long."
After giving his warning, he sat down cross-legged and began absorbing the Soul Ring, preparing to officially break through to Titled Douluo.
Liu Erlong stood nearby and watched for quite a while. Only after confirming that he had entered his meditative state did she finally relax.
She found a clean spot to sit down and stared blankly at the strange waters of the Icefire Yin Yang Well.
Who knew where that guy had run off to now? Would she really have to wait twenty years before seeing him again?
She curled her lips. Twenty years it was, then. It was not as if she could not afford to wait.
After putting away the Soul Spirit Balls, she too entered a state of cultivation.
Night had fallen, and Xuan Xiao lay in a tent on an unknown island, staring blankly