Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

Song Mei, unaware of all this, had visited many places in Jiangzhou City. Now, sipping tea alone, she pondered her gains and losses for the day when she suddenly felt a fierce noise, as if the entire Canglan City suffered a lion’s roar!

Panic swept across Canglan City.

Had a cultivator gone berserk?

Unable to comprehend, she and other cultivators quickly looked towards the sky, only to see her father storming off through the air in fury.

”What’s going on?” Song Yinghan couldn’t understand.

Not daring to be careless, she left the silver taels on the inn’s table and quickly departed Canglan City, though her speed was nothing compared to Song Qingshan’s. A cultivator at the Core Formation Stage and one at the Golden Core Stage differ by more than tenfold, they are not even in the same league.