"Hmm."
Xiang Yunxian nodded, simultaneously stuffing the spirit medicine in her hand into Li Jing's mouth and unconsciously tightening her arms that were wrapped around him.
Obviously.
As her "main job" as a pharmacist, she does not have the strong adventurous spirit that is common among cultivators.
Take Li Jing, who might turn into a Puppet Spirit Cat at any given moment, for instance.
Normally, just the three words "Tomb of Sovereignty" are enough to pique his curiosity.
If he passed by, he'd absolutely have to see if there were any treasures within.
The dead should be respected.
But when they've been dead for tens of millions of years, respect doesn't mean much.
To be frank.
They might not even have any ashes left, and those massive graves are just taking up space.
If there are any treasures inside, it's a waste not to make use of them!
As for Xiang Yunxian.
She sure has a passion for treasures.