The day was more than half gone, and if not for the trouble caused by Cultivator Liu Manzi, today could have been perfectly concluded.
Ning Xiaoxian returned to her rented courtyard, happily singing, took a bath, changed into a set of clean and fresh clothes, and then dashed into the God Demon Prison. Of course, per Changtian's reminder, she didn't forget to bring the counterfeit small pill furnace along.
She held the Spirit Stones, grinning in front of Changtian with eyes almost turning into hearts. Naturally, this was not because he was too handsome; it was the beautiful glow from these thousands of Spirit Stones gathered together. Though each was only the size of a thumb's nail, the sight of over two thousand clattering together still felt quite impressive!
