Beneath Barren Mountain.
Meng Wanjun absentmindedly fed the Earthrock Python, murmuring under her breath, "It's been three years already. Why hasn't the young master come back?"
Back then.
The young master had told them he had some matters to attend to and instructed them to stay put and behave themselves.
Then he had left.
Before she knew it, three years had passed since his departure.
She could not help worrying about his safety.
She was safe within the third-tier formation he had laid down, but out there, would he encounter danger?
If only she had gone with him.
But her strength was too low. If they really encountered danger, she would only hold him back.
"I have to cultivate hard so I can help the young master sooner!" Meng Wanjun whispered. Then she looked at the Earthrock Python coiled on the ground. "Snakey, you have to work hard too!"
Nearly thirty years had passed since she last used the Dragon-Tapping Art, and the special energy within her bloodline had fully recovered.
What the Dragon-Tapping Art consumed was precisely this special energy. In other words, she could once again use it three times.
Aside from the two uses she reserved for the young master, she planned to use the Dragon-Tapping Art once more to purify the Earthrock Python's bloodline.
That should greatly accelerate the Earthrock Python's growth and allow its strength to increase faster.
But she was currently sharing a patch of spirit land with Feng Xishuang, so this was not the right place to do it.
Her dragon-tender bloodline was a secret known only to her and the young master. She did not want anyone else to find out.
"Young master, please come back soon!"
Meng Wanjun could not help murmuring.
On the spirit island, Li Ping slowly opened his