"So, just now I..."
After learning about her own actions of crying and worshipping just now, Hu Tong forced herself to gulp down a pot of scalding tea to finally regain a bit of composure.
Li Ye quietly looked at her.
He said calmly,
"Taoist Friend Hu."
"I want to obtain this divine technique — this should require your help."
As soon as these words were spoken,
Hu Tong, who was initially dazed due to embarrassment, instantly snapped to clarity, her willow eyebrows furrowing.
This calm tone meant that Li Ye was determined to get it.
Actually, it was normal too.
That strange flower had already grown on his parasol tree, and he couldn't just do nothing, waiting for this thing to bloom, could he?
He had to prepare something.
And if a high-ranking Qingqiu Fox or a Phoenix really emerged from that flower, the significance for Hu Tong's lineage was beyond words.
Seniority and bloodline are very important aspects within the Spirit Race.
