Mi Shu's cultivation base isn't high, yet her sensitivity to spiritual energy is exceptionally keen.
Looking up at her roommates who wore calm, smiling faces, Mi Shu quickly made a decision in her heart.
"Ah, I just remembered I left something at the barbecue stall. You all go back to the dorm first; I'll go retrieve it."
Pan Muling burped contently, "We can go back together, taking a walk will be nice."
"No need, you head back first. I'm quick; maybe I'll catch up with you."
Originally from a cultivator family, she felt a sense of responsibility.
Evil cultivators mean bloody chaos and calamity for the world; everyone should eliminate them.
Such battles are extremely perilous and beyond mortal involvement.
Mi Shu didn't want to implicate her roommates.
Pan Muling wasn't concerned either, "Alright then, we'll head off, but hurry up."
"Okay!"
Mi Shu tightened her ponytail, gathered all her spiritual energy, and turned to leave.
But suddenly, Yue Qingqing held her back.
