"Elder Moh, if I wanted to kill you, wouldn't it have been better to do it while you were unconscious just now?" Jiang Yuebai asked with a smile.
Moh Baichun withdrew her gaze, "Then you should be glad I didn't take action while you were unconscious."
Jiang Yuebai was taken aback.
Moh Baichun looked outside and said casually, "For a loose cultivator, how could one dare to let themselves fall unconscious before strangers without some life-preserving methods? Where are you planning to go?"
Jiang Yuebai replied, "At this time, everyone knows that fighting is forbidden inside Chaotian Palace, making it appear safe, but around Chaotian Palace is actually unsafe. I intend to go to Spiritual Mist Mountain, where it's relatively safer with low-level cultivators growing spiritual tea."
Moh Baichun nodded, secretly observing Jiang Yuebai. Ten years had passed, and the once lively and proud little girl had grown calm and restrained, truly making her unrecognizable.
