A calamity survived is a fortune in disguise!
After a detailed discussion, Sun Ning and his companion shared a similar sentiment.
"This was truly too perilous," Ning Zhuo thought of Sun Lingtong's brush with death and still felt his heart pounding.
His eyes grew more resolute, and he subconsciously clenched his fists: "Our cultivation is too weak, we need to enhance it, enhance it further!"
Sun Lingtong rested his hands behind his head, his face alight with an excited smile, his tone revealing his lingering excitement: "It was so thrilling, really such great fun."
Ning Zhuo immediately became serious, pointing at the Fetal Breathing Spirit Boat: "Big brother, you can't mess around. The Fetal Breathing Spirit Boat is already in such a terrible state."
Sun Lingtong approached the Fetal Breathing Spirit Boat, examining the full extent of its cracks and crevices, the excitement on his face fading somewhat: "We need to find a way to repair it."
