Another World Trip: Journey with My Cat and an Otaku Loli Goddess Chapter 303 - Pairs

“Less talk, more action!”

“Long Di no!”

Whoosh!

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Now if we’re being honest. There maaay have been a sprinkle of pettiness in there somewhere that may or may not be associated with her being frightened at my mere presence.

However, I would like to point out that this is all coming from a place of goodness. I’m just like that.

Xiannu Liang, on the other hand, didn’t seem to think that, as her expression suggested otherwise. This may be due to the fact that one needed to prepare themselves to properly cultivate much less break through repeatedly.

Eh, she’ll be fine.

Then, as if to prove me right, she quickly suppressed whatever she felt at the moment and entered a meditative state.

She seemed nine parts angry and one part surprised. If anything, this was probably because she saw me ‘give’ the spiritual vein root to the Grand Preceptor. For me to whip it out now—I’m not rephrasing that—was probably confusing to most.

Even the ‘conspirators’ over yonder were shocked by this as they stared slack-jawed at the scene before them.

Suck it, traitors.

Unfortunately, this wasn’t enough to hold them for long. Because not too long after, they collected their jaws off the ground and began conversing amongst themselves once more.

D-D-Dum…

Xiannu Liang cauldrons materialised behind her as they rotated at their own pace before they were forced to increase in speed to handle the influx of spiritual energy.

They were truly beautiful, all things considered. They were emerald green in colour and powerful waves of life energy escaped rippled from them unceasingly.

There were carved designs that covered them too, just like mine. Well, they weren’t the same really, mine was even more obscure and weird but Xiannu Liang’s designs were obvious at a glance.

They depicted a lush forest of sorts with life suffusing every inch. It was peaceful and free of bloodshed, which I am sure is a place that does not exist in any cultivation forest ever.

In one of her cauldrons was a shimmering core. It was small, for the most part, but

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