Xiao Wu did not follow the interrogation team into Spirit City.
She stayed at Star Dou Core Lake, first dealing with the injured soul beasts, then helping Da Ming and Er Ming clean the remaining chains at the bottom of the lake. When Tang San returned from Spirit City, she was sitting on Er Ming's shoulder, holding a piece of black iron dismantled from the beast-locking stake.
"Why are you still keeping this?" Tang San asked.
"To serve as Er Ming's teething stick."
Er Ming lowered his head and said, "I don't grind my teeth."
"Then we'll keep it to smash the next people who break in."
Tang San leaped onto its shoulder and handed the Spirit City verification results to Xiao Wu. She read from beginning to end, paused for a moment at the line where Salas was sentenced to life imprisonment, and then folded the paper neatly.
"Did Bibi Dong sign it?"
"She, Qian Renxue, Sect Master Ning, and I all left our soul power imprints."
"Then I'll keep it." Xiao Wu put the verification document into her waist soul tool. "If anyone ever says Salas was just sent out on business, I'll take this out to question him."
Da Ming's wounds had already scabbed over. It raised its head from the lake: "Are you preparing to condense your sixth spirit ring today?"
Xiao Wu nodded. When she returned to the forest five years ago, she was only at the fourth ring, and later she relied on her hundred-thousand-year origin to independently condense her fifth spirit ring, pushing her cultivation all the way to the threshold of level sixty. The hunt had delayed things for a few days, but now that the lake area was peaceful, she should complete her next step.
"I'm going to Sea God Island;