Actually, Luo Yang threw the cup into the landscape painting of the Shennong Scripture.
In Hua XiYi and Aunt Thirteen's eyes, it truly seemed like Luo Yang was performing a magic trick.
The cup appeared when mentioned, and disappeared when not.
Aunt Thirteen snorted coldly again and said, "Kid, that method of yours is useless. You're going there, will they just let you mess around?"
Upon arrival at the Eight Immortals Hall, causing a stir might make Hong Jiaxin come out to investigate.
Luo Yang stubbornly said, "Do you agree or not?"
Only to see his eyes suddenly turn icy cold.
He didn't want to waste more time. If the Magical Pond Water couldn't sustain the Yin Spirit alive, then the time he had left was running out.
After seeing Hong Jiaxin, he still wanted to rush home to see others.
Aunt Thirteen and Hua XiYi exchanged a glance; she seemed to be counting on Hua XiYi to convince him.
