Yang Rong was very reserved when she first began to recount her adventures, but she opened up after a while.
She had lived a very exciting life these past few years, traveling nearly all over the Eastern Continent. She learned many strange languages and witnessed countless customs and cultures. Of course, there was no shortage of danger.
What concerned Wang Ping and the others most were the Demon Race ruins she had explored.
"Most of the ruins we explored had already been picked over many times, so there was basically nothing good left. The one place where I somehow managed to reach Foundation Establishment is still a mystery to me. My friends and I just felt an unbearable pain all over our bodies, so intense we couldn't even pass out."
Yang Rong had a look of lingering fear.
Wang Ping immediately inspected her body. Her Inner Qi Sea and the meridians in her limbs were all fine. Moreover, her physical constitution had been elevated to a superior grade.
