'What are this father and son up to?'
Yaochi put down the Precious Mirror in her hand, glanced aside, her eyes filled with curiosity.
Li Dazhi and Li Ping'an were sitting cross-legged in front of the portrait of Hongjun and the Three Pure Ones, seemingly fast asleep at this moment.
The two's Primordial Spirits had been hiding in Li Ping'an's Spirit Platform for several hours by now.
Yaochi, observing the chaotic battle in the Western Continent from afar, didn't find it boring, but she occasionally thought of the Human Race's divine general, Lady Ba, which she found somewhat troublesome.
She thought Ningning Mu was nice because Ningning Mu was inherently weak;
She found Qing Su quite adorable because she also liked Qing Su's nature, a pure cultivator.
But this Lady Ba…
