After Xue Fuyao erased every trace she and Chen Lin had left nearby, she grabbed Chen Lin by the back of her collar and flew away with her.
"You can fly through the air. You're a Golden Core Stage cultivator."
Feeling the wind rush past her, Chen Lin widened her eyes in shock.
Only cultivators at the Golden Core Stage or above could fly without relying on any external aid.
Xue Fuyao ignored Chen Lin and simply took her somewhere safe.
After they landed, Chen Lin took a moment to recover, then handed sixty percent of their haul to Xue Fuyao without another word or any hesitation.
She had originally wanted to play a few tricks-after all, this was a full sixty percent of the cultivation resources-but after witnessing that display of flight, she abandoned the thought entirely.
Playing tricks right under a Golden Core Stage cultivator's nose was something she would only do if she had a death wish.
Besides, the other woman could clearly have killed her outright and kept everything, yet had not done so. That alone was enough for her to thank heaven and earth.
"After all this, we count as friends, don't we? My name is Chen Lin. You still haven't told me yours."
From now on, she would be a rogue cultivator. Having a connection to a Golden Core Stage cultivator could only benefit her future cultivation, with no downside at all, especially when the person before her did not look like someone who would murder others for their possessions.
"My surname is Xue..."
Before Xue Fuyao could finish, her master Xie Yichu's Thousand-Mile Voice Transmission exploded in her mind.
His voice was urgent. "Fuyao, where are you now?"
At that, Xue Fuyao ignored Chen Lin beside her and replied, "On the Eastern Continent.