He Wasn't Sympathetic-He Was Afraid

She swallowed nervously and drew her neck in.

Did I say something wrong?

Rolling out a Medicinal Pill across the entire continent would take a great deal of preparation. They would certainly need the Mortal World's rulers to help. Surely they couldn't expect cultivators to set up stalls and hand the pills out to Mortals themselves.

There were tens of millions of people in the Mortal World. How long would that take?

The Sect Master burst out laughing and patted Li Zi on the shoulder.

"As expected of a Spirit Sword Sect Disciple. You're clever."

The atmosphere in the Main Hall eased at once.

Even the hot-tempered Demon-Refining Sect Master's expression softened a little.

She said quietly, "Sect Master Jiang, I don't think there's any need for the atonement you spoke of. We owe the Mortals nothing. We should earn what we're due."

This time, the Sect Master did not insist. Lowering his eyes, he took a sip of tea and nodded. "All right."

As Li Zi left the Main Hall, unease still stirred in her chest.

Did I say something wrong just now?

She had been reborn here, but she still thought like a modern person, from a Mortal's point of view. She didn't know whether that might offend these cultivators.

But when she remembered the Sect Master smiling and patting her shoulder, she reassured herself that she was probably overthinking it.

Before she had even left the Main Peak, Fu Chaoqing came over and handed her some Medicinal Pills. "Junior Sister, Master wants me to strengthen your body before you leave for the Barren Land, then have you form a Life-and-Death Contract with Ninger."

As he spoke, the languid Little Fox leaped out of his arms and burrowed into Li Zi's.

Li Zi took a long moment to