"Nuonuo, let carry you. You know my cultivation level isn’t high. If we run into trouble, I’d need you to stand in for , right?"
Seeing Qian Yizheng and the others shaking their heads in secret, he imdiately spoke to the little baby.
What’s face worth when you don’t have it to start with? The Saintess Sect isn’t easy to break into. Those blood-sucking bats we encountered earlier, just one is enough to be fatal, let alone with all those bugs.
Who could know what’s at the Reflection Cliff of the Saintess Sect?
He was afraid the little baby would charge forward without thinking, disturbing sothing.
"You have to protect !"
Little Nuonuo: "..."
Should anyone bother to listen to what he’s saying? Such a big person, actually needing a child to protect him, no one could listen to that and not laugh.
But actually, he was okay with listening to it, because who could resist a baby with a strong sense of justice?
"Alright then, let Big Brother Min Yi carry you, no worries, Nuonuo will protect you."
Qian Yizheng and others: "!"
Indeed, he still had to be humored. This task should be left to Min Yi in the future; he’s quite adept at it.
"This path should lead to Reflection Cliff, we’re getting closer and closer."
Qian Yizheng looked at the approaching mountain wall and the winding path, and said.
"This place isn’t calm either, be alert at all tis," Qian Yizheng reminded.
The so-called Reflection Cliff shouldn’t be sothing that just anyone can climb up or leave, otherwise, it wouldn’t be called Reflection Cliff.
"I feel a mysterious pressure closing in on us," An Yilu said.
Being the one with the lowest cultivation level, he naturally could feel the pressure better, and it was coming from the mountain wall.
"Did you guys feel it?" he asked.
"I didn’t feel anything."
Little Nuonuo shook his head; he felt nothing at all.
"Neither did we."
Qian Yizheng exchanged a glance with his big brother and also shook his head.
Since the three of them had the highest cultivation levels among the group, not feeling it was normal.
However, An Yixing and Yi Zhou both felt it, but they didn’t think this pressure belonged to a living person.
"I can’t sense the aura of living beings, not even any creature; this pressure seems naturally ford," An Yixing said.
He was quite sensitive to these things; according to his parents, his perception of external forces was strong, so he knew a bit about it.
"I read in books that so artifacts or teorites have this effect, I wonder if this could be one of those situations?"
"Well, we’ll find out by going up and taking a look,"
Qian Yizheng squinted at Reflection Cliff; though it seed close, there was still quite a bit of road to cover.
...
After almost another hour, the group finally reached Reflection Cliff.
"There’s nothing here, it really is just a cliff!"
Little Nuonuo stood on a large rock, looking at the empty Reflection Cliff. He couldn’t see any chanisms here; it seed like there was nothing at all.
"Not even weeds grow here; no one would believe that," he shook his head again.
There truly wasn’t a single weed on Reflection Cliff. Did the disciples of the Saintess Sect who were sent here for punishnt survive without food or water?
Unless soone provided three als a day?
But considering the ti it took them to walk here, those delivering als would spend all their ti walking this mountain path, with no ti for anything else?
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