Before leaving, Xia Jue gave Su Jiu two Command Tokens.
One was the token of an ordinary Enforcement Hall member, pale gray with a silver dragon engraved on it.
The other was a black token made of spirit-communicating black iron. The entire token was black, bearing only one intricate design that resembled both formation arts and a totem.
Xia Jue told Su Jiu that if she encountered danger, she could mobilize nearby enforcement officers to assist her.
It was another way of protecting her.
Su Jiu smiled, put away both tokens, and headed for Blazing Flame Peak.
When she stepped off her flying sword, the first person she saw was not someone from Blazing Flame Peak, but Su Qingqing, whom she had not seen in a long time.
Remembering what Chu Luohen had told her before she left Ice Veil Peak, Su Jiu's eyes rippled with amusement.
This little girl had apparently been the one to tend her wounds. Who would have thought that, in the blink of an eye, she would have grown so much?
A flash of delighted surprise also passed through Su Qingqing's eyes when she saw Su Jiu.
Lin Miaomiao, meanwhile, threw herself straight at her.
"Sister Su Jiu, those two at your Ice Veil Peak were such jerks! We'd barely finished cleaning your wounds before they chased us out. They never let us set foot inside again."
Su Jiu smiled faintly. "Neither of you has an ice spiritual root. Even with your current Cultivation Level, staying there too long would do you no good."
She did not know whether her master and martial uncle had actually considered that, but thinking of what little face Ice Veil Peak had left after her master squandered it, she decided to help pick up the scraps and put things