Wang Jixuan always felt that his meager mana and Primordial Yang were already being coveted by someone.
His Spiritual Sense extended outwards, and he saw Bai Ling'er standing adorably outside his cave dwelling, now dressed in a pink and white long skirt, holding a tray with fine wine and small dishes.
For her to be here, she must have received permission from the Fat Immortal.
Wang Jixuan thought for a moment.
'It's not good to avoid someone directly. If things go wrong, I'll just escape.'
Thus, the Daoist took out two Detoxification Elixirs from his sleeve and swallowed them, silently reciting Buddhist scriptures, and leisurely walked out of the cave dwelling.
Bai Ling'er was about to call out again, but Wang Zheng had already appeared from the Formation.
She was visibly taken aback, but within a second, she transformed into a bashful demeanor, lowering her brows and eyes, holding wine and bowing slightly, speaking in a tone that could soften bones, sweetly said:
