Liu Qingqing saw Jiang Lu's figure. Wasn't that the cultivator the Senior Sister picked up? With just that Late Qi Refinement strength, going there was nothing more than cannon fodder.
Especially when she saw that there was no one around Jiang Lu, her heart grew increasingly smug. She knew that walking closely with the Senior Sister was no good thing, as not even a single person would team up with her.
She was different. The disciples around her all put her first in everything.
Glancing at her, she gave a light snort and turned her head to the side, carrying pride and disdain.
Jiang Lu:... She hadn't provoked her, had she!
Enjoying the adoration of the surrounding disciples, Liu Qingqing casually handed each person a bottle of pills.
"Many thanks, Junior Sister Liu!"
"Junior Sister Liu, rest assured, this time we will certainly protect you well!"
"That's right, that's right. Junior Sister just needs to stay right behind us."
"..."
Accepting the pills, their faces showed delight, and flattering words poured from their mouths as if they cost nothing.
As for whether it was the truth didn't matter; what mattered was this tangible benefit.
Junior Sister Liu was a personal disciple of the sect master, and she had all sorts of things in her hands. She liked hearing disciples flatter her, her luck was good, and she was generous with her gifts.
Naturally, they were willing to follow behind her. As for danger—
There were no cultivators in the cultivation world who feared danger. If they truly feared it, they might as well honestly go farm fields in that medicine garden and spend the rest of their lives, so what grand Dao were they pursuing?
Following Junior Sister Liu carried danger, and moreover, the lion's share of the benefits went