2995 Unlucky
The little creature nonchalantly retrieved a level-10 fire spiritual beast’s core, an act that left everyone around filled with envy.
He had simply landed and stepped on a little beast’s tail, yet he had managed to obtain a spirit beast core as a gift. It was almost inexplicable.
Gu Yixuan of the Gu Family cast a deep, meaningful glance at Qiao Mu. He noticed a waist pouch that had fallen to the ground and promptly tucked it back into her waist.
Striding forward in his tall, black boots, he moved confidently.
From the opposite side, Zhongli Zhiwei intentionally exclaimed, “Hey, Baojia, how did you know?” She pursed her lips, trying to hide the amusement that danced in her eyes. She deliberately raised her voice to capture the attention of those present.
Chen Baojia stood concealed behind a pine tree, her face pale. Her clothing had become disheveled, leaving her almost completely exposed.
At this moment, she was in a state of panic, hurriedly extracting clothes from her inner world to shield her chest. She pleaded, “Don’t, don’t look over, don’t look!”
The onlookers were left dumbfounded.
As a level-nine spiritual cultivator, shouldn’t she be adept at using her spiritual energy to shield her body and counteract the astral winds when descending from the air-transportation spiritual tool?
How had she ended up in such a disarray?
It was downright absurd!
Ba Shu sported a lecherous grin as he produced a black cloak. Feigning concern, he approached Chen Baojia and draped it over her.
“Miss Chen, please put this on for now.” Before the gazes of the assembled crowd, Ba Shu placed the cloak on her shoulders and wrapped her exposed form in his arms.
Chen Baojia seethed with animosity, her heart laden with anxiety, anger, and embarrassment. She continued to struggle within Ba Shu’s grasp and angrily shouted, “Let go, let go!”
Had it not been for this lecherous man capitalizing on the situation to disrobe her, she wouldn’t have found herself in such a humiliating predicament.
Chen Baojia harbored an intense desire to slap him in the face. However, this man had been covertly applying spiritual pressure to stifle her cultivation, rendering her powerless to resist.
Spectators gazed upon this hapless Miss Chen and couldn’t help but cast a glance at the impassive little stoic. In their hearts, they silently pondered the fickle nature of luck, both good and bad.
Some individuals could simply land on the ground and encounter good fortune, while others were so unfortunate that even disembarking from an air-transportation spiritual tool could lead to their humiliation.
Unaware of the silent judgments, Qiao Mu quietly stowed the core presented by the small beast and proceeded forward.
The group trailed closely behind her, encountering a path strewn with overgrown vegetation, dead branches, and fallen trees, making the journey quite arduous.
Duan Yue’s accomplice felt moved and cleared his throat, speaking with a grave demeanor. “Qiaoqiao, why don’t you allow Holy Son Miyan to lead the way?”
This response left everyone exasperated.
Holy Son Miyan also reacted and reproached Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao bluntly. “You don’t know the way and insist on being the first! Why do you take the lead?”
Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao replied, her expression unchanging, “I didn’t ask you to follow me.”
She had a penchant for wandering aimlessly, yet she harbored a grudge against her for it. Hmph!
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