Chapter 460 - Deparature (1/2)

Chapter 460: Deparature

“Level-11?” Wen Dan was shocked. “Little Junior Sister, you jumped levels to become a level-11 great mystic cultivator?”

Sure enough, Holy Water Sect disciples’ speed of advancement was awfully shocking!

Before, Little Junior Sister was only just a level-eight mystic cultivator. This large jump simply left people dumbstruck.

She was not yet even thirteen years old this year and had already become the level-11 great mystic cultivator that most people yearned for even in their dreams! This simply was… no harm without comparison. Once compared, it felt as if other people’s talents were full of thick malice towards themselves.

Qiao Mu nodded expressionlessly and said to Xixia Valley’s Valley Master, “Good person Valley Master, Senior Sister Wen, I will be departing now. Thank you for your care these past days. I’m sure we will meet again some day.”

“Little Junior Sister, where are you going now?” Wen Dan asked with her heart on tenterhooks.

“Senior Sister Wen, why are you asking when you already know the answer?” Qiao Mu said dryly, “I have already tarried for four to five more days here in Xixia Valley. I hope that you won’t obstruct me and waste the little time I have left.”

“Little Junior Sister, why torture yourself like this?” Wen Dan knitted her brows and looked at her to say, “Even if you go back, you won’t be able to do anything!”

“Little Miss Qiao, I had actually already sent a group of people to your Holy Water Sect four days ago. But do you know? Those people I sent out, I think it’s very likely that they won’t return! The day that they departed, I had told them that this rescue would undoubtedly be a certain failure.”

Qiao Mu’s small fist subconsciously clenched tightly. “Good person Valley Master, be more mindful in the future, and stop being a good person. After I depart, you should bring your disciples to some other place and prepare to live in seclusion for a period of time!”

“Little Junior Sister.” Wen Dan was anxious. “Our Xixia Valley isn’t afraid of trouble! We’re not afraid of being implicated by you.”

The Xixia Valley disciples who had come over after hearing the commotion all raised their heads to look at the little girl standing on top of Qingluan. They instinctively felt that that little girl dressed in pale-colored clothing was completely inundated in ice and snow.

Xixia Valley’s Valley Master shouted, “Miss Qiao, do reconsider! Your master Murong Xun, she…”