The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 346 - 206: Strange Predicament

For a Cultivator, of course, there’s no need to wait any longer. The people from the Infinite Sword Sect are already geared up and ready to go. Wu Hao waved goodbye to Ning Xiaoxian and another person, then threw out the One Leaf Jade Boat for everyone to board. He then took control of the Magic Artifact and flew straight toward the Snow Mountain.

It was ti for her to leave as well.

Tu Jin had already transford into his beast form, and she was about to mount him when she felt a light tug on her robe. Turning her head, she saw it was the youth surnad Fu.

His eyes conveyed a touch of reluctance: "Sister, are you leaving?"

"Yes, and what about you?"

Hope shined brightly in the youth’s eyes: "Those Immortal Masters who just left told I have innate talent for Cultivation. Once they’ve dealt with their affairs, they will co back to take with them."

The child was actually so clever, quickly finding for himself a support. She sincerely congratulated him: "Congratulations."

The youth pursed his lips and said: "I will make every effort. If I succeed in my studies in the future, how can I find you?"

He actually wanted to find her? Ning Xiaoxian laughed, concentrated for a mont, and then took a Qingfu Coin from within her bosom and placed it into his palm: "Even if separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, release this Copper Coin and it will find ."

He clenched the Copper Coin tightly in his hand.

"I must leave now, perhaps we will et again." Ning Xiaoxian patted his head, mounted the Qishou, and soared through the clouds.

She faintly heard the shouting of that youth behind her: "Sister, my na is Fu Jun! One day, I will repay your kindness."

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Chirps outside the window awakened Ning Xiaoxian from her dreams. She barely opened her eyes and saw a magpie poking its head curiously on the wooden window fra.

"How annoying, disturbing my beautiful dream again!" She pursed her lips and whistled, scaring the bird away. Only then did she languidly stretch her body, not realizing why she had said "again".

The sunlight had almost reached her, and she had slept so soundly and comfortably.

Just as she sat up, the bed made a creaking noise, startling her. When had her bed beco so unstable?

Stretching out her hand to feel it, she found that it was actually a vine bed. As far as she could see, this sun-filled room was filled with rattan furniture. Rattan chairs, a rattan bed, a rattan wardrobe, and even a rattan dressing table upon which lay her hairpin and a small fragrance bag embroidered with the character "luck", which she had taken off before going to sleep.

Clearly, these strange furnishings did not belong to her usual bedroom in the God Demon Prison. She blinked and then rembered that after the ice and snow on Kunlong Mountain had lted, the Divine Wind on the mountaintop finally ceased, and the Qishou was finally able to carry her over the Snow Mountain. After flying for a long ti, they settled in a small city when night fell. The room she was resting in belonged to the cleanest and most upscale inn in the city.

This small city was nad Spring City.

From outside, there ca the cheerful laughter of young n and won, and in the distance, there was the faint sound of gongs and drums. Strangely, these noises sounded sowhat familiar.

She faintly called for Changtian. Oddly, there was no response.

"Changtian?" She raised her voice a little. Finally, he responded with a soft "Hm".

Sothing was a bit off with him.

"Are you alright?"

Instead of answering, he asked, "You’re awake?" His voice carried a heavy fatigue.

Obviously, she was awake; otherwise, how could she have spoken to him? "Why do you ask that? What happened to you, is there a problem with your Divine Power again?"

Last ti his voice was this weak was due to the exhaustion of Divine Power. Could it be a similar ergency had occurred now? She tensed up.

"No." He seed to sigh faintly and said gravely, "Ning Xiaoxian, listen carefully to every word I say. You are trapped in a predicant right now, and there’s not much ti left."

Trapped in a predicant, which predicant? When he called her by her full na, it ant sothing significant was happening. She quickly composed herself and sat upright attentively.

"Next, you will leave the room, have a nice breakfast, you’ll hear about the clerk breaking dishes, and then you’ll hear the noise from outside about the Spring Festival..."

She couldn’t help interrupting him with a creepy feeling, "How do you know? Did you recently learn the Divine Skill of foreknowledge?"

"Behave, don’t interrupt ." His voice carried an unprecedented heaviness and weakness, "Because you have awoken like this dozens of tis already. Every day, when it reaches midnight, no matter what you’re doing, you will wake up again in this morning, starting from the mont you see the magpie outside the window, reliving everything you’ve already experienced!"