Volume 2.2.0 — The Tragedy
As the kid jumps out of the water and lands on the riverside with Ling Guang and Bai Bing Wen, Ling Guang immediately falls on his knees, heaving deep breaths. “Agh!” Ling Guang screams, curling up in pain as he holds onto his stomach. “What should we do?” Bai Bing Wen hurriedly asks, kneeling beside Ling Guang. As little Zhi Ming has said, his cultivation is back and his body feels a lot better after regaining it. “Lean him back on that big spiritual stone so he can recover quickly. I’ll take care of these morons first,” little Zhi Ming tells him, using his qinggong skills to jump next to a horde of unconscious cultivators wearing mismatching robes. There are about twelve of them. Most of them are bleeding by their feet, and none of them look alive. “They’re not dead,” the
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