The House of Waveswept Rocks.

Cha Jin sat upright on a stone stool, her mind wandering.

She didn’t know why, but ever since Su Yi left with Ning Sihua, she’d felt a bit dazed and out of sorts.

Even though she knew that with Su Yi and Ning Sihua’s methods, they could resolve any dangers they faced, she just couldn’t calm herself.

The stronger the young lord gets, the greater the gap between him and me. Sooner or later, when I’m no longer of any use to him, perhaps…. I wonder if he’ll just throw me away?

As soon as this thought occurred to her, Cha Jin’s spirits sank.

People advanced to greater heights, while water flowed downhill.

Cultivators wholeheartedly pursued the Dao. How could they possibly bring a burden with them on their journey?

No, wait. Why am I thinking about all that? Don’t tell me I’ve already started relying on that guy? Cha Jin looked dazed, and her heart felt as if it were tied up in knots.

“Auntie Cha Jin, if you’re tired, you should go back to your room and rest,” Zheng Muyao called out from not far away.

The sultry young woman in black sat there, her skin white as snow and her eyes bright and sparkling, dazzling beneath the la...