Time flies, three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Wuyin Village enjoyed a rare relaxation after Old Su took the helm, but now the atmosphere was quietly tense again.
The reason is simple, for the day after tomorrow is the slated date to hunt the Lord Shadow Beast.
However, Old Su Can... has yet to emerge from seclusion.
In Su Lin's room.
He sat cross-legged, the slender bamboo pole blade laid horizontally on his knees.
On the blade's surface, purple-blue electric sparks danced like spirit snakes, crackling dangerously and splendidly between man and blade.
"Is this the might of thunder and lightning qi-blood?"
Su Lin's thoughts stirred slightly, he raised his palm as arcs of electricity danced like they had a life of their own, swirling agilely between his fingertips.
In the past three days, besides taking the novice hunters, Tongxi and Yiyi, out for training, he devoted the remaining time entirely to refining the properties of his qi-blood.
"Not easy to control."
