Xu Dong looked at Xue Xian'er and asked.

Xue Xian'er pursed her lips, looked up at Xu Dong, and said, "Since the Nine Death Grass is in your hands, I don't want to think about it anymore and go to other levels to look for opportunities."

"Which floor should we go to?" Xu Dong asked.

"The next level." Xue Xian'er said slowly.

"Are you crazy?"

Xu Dong's eyes widened and he looked at Xue Xian'er in disbelief.

Although Xue Xian'er is a strong person on the evil king's list, he is limited by his cultivation and cannot challenge more powerful people.

Once she enters the next level, she will definitely be in danger.

"I'm not crazy."

Xue Xian'er turned around, looked at Xu Dong, and said very seriously, "In these eighteen levels of hell, if you want to survive, you must have strong cultivation support!"

"And powerful cultivation requires more resources. It just so happens that the most lacking thing here is resources, especially some high-quality medicines."

"So, if I am weak today..."
Chapter completed!