Tong Jia defiantly said, "He is my Dao companion, of course I stand by him!"
After speaking, she beckoned, "Come here!"
Li Xuan walked over with a smile.
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In the blink of an eye, more than a month passed.
Li Xuan's grasp of the local language became increasingly fluent, and basic communication was completely unobstructed.
And in the process of exchanging pillow talk daily, Li Xuan got a thorough understanding of the lifestyle and background here.
This is Bixiu Island, an edge island of the Conch Thirty-six Island Country, roughly akin to where Great Zhou exiles its criminals.
This is a gathering place for fallen cultivators.
Originally, these cultivators practiced in a great sect called Illusion Mountain Sect.
But since three years ago, the Illusion Mountain Sect was destroyed by demons, and these cultivators wandered to this place.
As for the Illusion Mountain Sect.
It was a super sect.
Its enormity far exceeded Li Xuan's imagination.
