1173 The Seven Greatest Clans

"Is that so?" The little girl was rather suspicious.

Su Ping nodded solemnly.

"Then why are so many people going out? What's great about a bunch of rocks?" asked the little girl.

"Because they're just as curious as you; that's why they go out. Rocks glow. The rocks we cultivate with are all stolen from the outside world," said Su Ping.

The little girl snorted and said, "I don't buy it. You're lying."

Su Ping smiled.

"Excuse me…"

At that moment, a beautiful woman—seemingly in her twenties, with the charm of maturity—appeared behind them and said gently, "It's time for you to resume cultivation. You haven't recited all the three thousand books in the library yet…"

Su Ping thought at first that she was looking for him. He turned around, only to find that the little girl had also turned around too. She patted off the dust on her dress and reluctantly stood up. "Got it."