Qiao Ranran found a moment to take out the storage pouch Venerable Qianshan had given her. One look left her speechless. As expected of a big shot from the Cloudflower Sect, he was generous. The pouch was filled entirely with High-Grade Spirit Stones. She made a rough count: there were at least a thousand.
In the blink of an eye, she had become a wealthy young woman. Right now, Qiao Ranran badly wanted to visit a large city, spend some money, and fill out her storage pouch.
Then she saw the Communication Jade Token flashing in the corner. "..." Well, that was sudden. Suddenly, she felt terribly guilty.
"Senior Brother Qi?"
"Junior Sister?" Qi Zhuoyu hadn't expected to reach Qiao Ranran when he tried contacting her on a whim. "You finally remembered to check your Communication Jade Token." It had been so unresponsive that, for a moment, he had wondered whether he had given her the wrong token.
"Sorry, Senior Brother Qi. Things kept happening, and I didn't notice the token. Did you need me for something?"
"I'm not the one looking for you. Uncle-Master Xi is. Your master came out of seclusion and found you gone, so he asked me to help find you. That's when I discovered we didn't even know when you'd gone down the mountain."
"Heh, heh, heh." Qiao Ranran laughed awkwardly. She hadn't expected things to turn out this way either. "Does Master need me for something? I'm still away, so getting back will probably take..." She had no idea how long it would take to return to the Profound Heart Sect at their current pace.
"Three to five months," Pei Ling supplied faintly.
Qiao Ranran: "What?!" She knew the direction and distance on a map, but she had no idea the journey was that