240 - Recollections of the Tenth Peak (3)

240 - Recollections of the Tenth Peak (3)

The twenty-five-year-old Zhi Ruo was bored. On her left were two handmaids serving her a drink and peeling fruits for her, and on her right was a half-step Nascent Divinity Cultivator as a guard, which was funny to think about, since she’s a half-step Nascent Divinity Cultivator herself.

“Third Princess, here are your snacks,” one of her handmaids said as she put the bowl of diced spiritual fruit on the table. 

The four of them were currently resting under the shade of a gigantic spiritual tree, and a tent was pitched under it with a soft velvet cushioned seat and a table made of expensive bark. If someone else were to see such a scenario, they would have thought that some young noble lady was having a picnic. However, the number of corpses of spiritual beasts