"Father?"
Upon hearing her father's voice again, Lu Zhiwei was slightly distracted.
Father also came to the Spirit Field?
Instinctively, she wanted to look around for Lu Ping's figure.
"Don't look around, I won't show myself."
Lu Ping's voice came again: "First deal with this Insect King."
"Okay."
Lu Zhiwei nodded obediently, thinking that her father was watching this battle, possibly nearby, her heart eased a lot.
Actually, the Insect King's attack just now left her a bit apprehensive.
Although her cultivation surpassed the Insect King, and logically, she wouldn't fail here, she hadn't fought for many years, becoming rusty in techniques and body.
Being injured by an insect due to negligence was quite possible.
Studying is like rowing a boat upstream; if you stop moving forward, you fall back.
Cultivation is the same.
