As for the other items, they are undoubtedly a burden to Chen Min, requiring Spiritual Energy protection when passing through the Immortal Sect.
"Alright."
Seeing Chen Min's gentle smile, Ning Fan was stunned. He had expected her to refuse.
After all, it seemed to him that Chen Min rather disliked such meal gatherings.
The only time she attended was to help Ning Fan "stand out."
Recalling the interesting events of the past, Ning Fan's eyes became a bit dazed, and he sighed, "Time really flies."
"Indeed!"
Chen Min's gaze darkened, and her smiling face instantly froze.
Although this world is mundane, it holds an inexplicable attraction for her.
Though unremarkable, it is precious in its authenticity and tranquility; Chen Min has never found a moment's leisure in the Earth Immortal Realm.
Her memories are either of meditating and cultivating or slaying demons.
The number of times she has walked between life and death has become so frequent she's almost forgotten them.
