It seems like each level you reach brings you into contact with people from that circle.
When I was working as a bodyguard in the city, it was hard enough to find a cultivator, let alone someone who refines blood and acupoint.
While Liu Chen was pondering, Feng Xiaoxiao's reaction was somewhat strange, her eyes darting around filled with unknown emotions.
"Say that again." Feng Xiaoxiao said.
"Say what?" Liu Chen asked, puzzled. Was this woman deaf?
"Never mind if you don't want to talk." Feng Xiaoxiao immediately got angry, turned around and entered the cultivation room.
Liu Chen sighed at the complexity of a woman's heart, as mysterious as a needle in the sea, and followed her in.
The cultivation room wasn't big; inside was a man in the initial stage of blood refinement sitting and reading, so much so that Liu Chen hadn't noticed this little room when he came in.
