Su Qing was deep in his Cultivation...
He had no time for anything else.
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"How is it that the moment I come out of seclusion, I see so many disgusting bugs?"
Su Hongshang sat helplessly on a chair in the courtyard, glancing at the entrance to the Little Immortal Realm nearby.
'That deadbeat is still in there and not coming out at all.'
It had been two months since she came out of seclusion.
The bugs outside were simply impossible to get rid of.
Eventually, many cultivators discovered their weakness: a single, fatal sword strike could be delivered by stabbing into the cracks between the scales on the beetles' rears.
This destroyed something inside, causing them to die instantly.
But even with a weakness, the bugs were still powerful. They tended to appear in swarms, filling the entire sky.
If a Golden Core Cultivator dropped their guard, their True Essence Protection could easily be drained, resulting in death.
