Psychological imbalance

"Then I'll take my leave first." The sacred armored dragon lizard was truly afraid of the broken tower in Ling Chuxi's hands and did not want to stay a moment longer.

"Wait a minute, you must have harmed many cultivators who came here to gain experience all these years. You didn't leave behind any good things, such as spirit tools, spirit pills, secret manuals, or something?" Ling Chuxi was still a little unwilling as she called out to the Armored Saint Dragon carriage to stop it.

Actually, spirit pills and spirit tools didn't matter. What she needed the most now was a cultivation technique.

"No, I didn't hurt anyone. I was just playing with them." The Saint armored dragon lizard said.

"Then why did you say you wanted to eat us?" Ling Chuxi asked in a bad mood. She felt that she had been played and that it was a false alarm.