Chen Ping was looking at Nan Qiuqiu, but his thoughts had drifted elsewhere.
According to Qian Duoduo, the big sister Dragon Girl she mentioned had a good aptitude for cultivation and was now a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor.
Perhaps because her own unfortunate experiences were much like those of the Holy Servants in the Pill Pavilion who had formerly been Evil Soul Masters, the Pill Pavilion's Soul Engineers all felt great sympathy for this Dragon Girl, Wu Feng and the others included.
Viewed that way, the person in the entire Pill Pavilion who knew Dragon Girl the least might actually be him-the fellow who treated her purely as a tool, then vanished like a scumbag after drawing her blood and making his potions.
Now that Nan Qiuqiu had brought up Dragon Girl, Chen Ping subconsciously rubbed his chin, considering whether to go see her.
If he remembered correctly, this little Dragon Girl had actually wanted to see him many times. It was just that he had never stopped being busy over the years, and whenever he occasionally had some free time, he spent it with Wu Feng and Ning Tian. That was why he had never gone to see her.
After all these years, Dragon Girl had probably realized by now that Chen Ping really had bought her just to draw a few vials of dragon blood, so he reckoned she might no longer be so wary of him.
"Chen Ping, so when are we leaving?"
Nan Qiuqiu was in high spirits, delighted at the mere thought of getting out and running wild.
Although the Pill Pavilion's experts had taken turns beating her up during this period, her practical combat experience had still improved considerably. With a personality that let her get along with anyone, she had even wheedled a set