Jiang Lu held a jar in her hands, carefully walking toward the courtyard.
Three small spirit beasts followed a short distance behind her, their fur slightly puffed up.
Though the venomous bugs inside possessed no spiritual energy, just the sight of them made one's scalp tingle.
"Junior Sister Jiang, Junior Sister Jiang."
Before she had taken many steps, Jiang Lu heard a voice calling from afar. She stopped in her tracks and looked at the figure running toward her.
Only, this face before her looked somewhat unfamiliar.
She ran over breathlessly, preparing to get close and say something to Jiang Lu, but caught sight of the jar in her hands.
She stopped immediately, almost losing her footing because she had been running too fast.
Her body swayed a few times. She raised a hand, pointing at the jar in Jiang Lu's embrace, and then pointed at Jiang Lu.
Did no one mention that Junior Sister Jiang was a poison cultivator?
She swallowed hard, words failing her at the tip of her tongue.
Jiang Lu blinked at her, seeing her gaze fixed tightly on the jar.
She raised the jar up slightly.
"Senior Sister, is there something you need from me?"
The disciple took a step back—poison cultivators were not to be messed with—but remembering the purpose of her visit, she still braced herself and spoke.
"Junior Sister Jiang, my name is Yingchun. You can call me Senior Sister Yingchun. Senior Sister Cheng Xin said she couldn't reach you through the communication token, so she sent me to ask if you'd like to go on a trial in the secret realm."
Jiang Lu thought that she really had been too busy lately and hadn't taken out her token to check it in a long time, mainly for fear that she would