Su Wanwan and the Bronze Mirror

"On a deserted island thirteen hundred li directly west of you lies a cave abode left behind by a Mid Nascent Soul Cultivator. Within three months, the restrictions outside the cave abode will reach their weakest point in ten years; Core Formation cultivation will be enough to enter. But take note—there seems to be a remnant spirit of that Nascent Soul Cultivator inside."

"On the fifth level of Thunder Abyss, a miniature Lightning Flash Stone vein exists in a hidden location. Thunderbrown Crystal may possibly be mined from it."

"Leiming Sea's foremost beauty, Luo Feixuan, the young mistress of the Wangyue Merchant Guild, has recently been greatly troubled because Deng Xihe, the third True Disciple of Lei Prison Mountain, has been relentlessly hounding her."

Seeing this, the red-robed female cultivator, who had been excited moments ago, could not help curling her lips and muttering, "What Leiming Sea's foremost beauty! Now that I, Su Wanwan, have come to Leiming Sea, how can she possibly bear that title!"

More information continued to flicker across the bronze mirror.

"Qiu Ruhe, a steward of the Wangyue Merchant Guild aboard this Spiritual Ship, actually favors men. Behind the back of his Dao Companion, who is an Inner Disciple of the Wrath Sea Sect, he has kept three male cultivators outside."

The corners of the red-robed female cultivator's rosy lips twitched. Supporting her forehead with one hand, she said speechlessly, "Here we go again... Little Mirror, Little Mirror, can you stop telling me this kind of messy nonsense in the future? What a waste. You only give me ten pieces of information each month, yet every time there are these unreliable ones..."

Words continued to appear on the bronze mirror.

"Wen Moxuan, the Flower-Picking Evil Cultivator jointly wanted by several major powers of Qiyuan Island, has