You Qian watched the man and chuckled, his small hands fond of the long horns on the man's head, unable to let go.
Heng Xiu disgustedly used a handkerchief to wipe the saliva from the corner of the boy's mouth, his golden pupils narrowing as he gazed at the location of the Fire Spiritual Root, though naturally he saw nothing.
Times were different now; the spiritual energy was far too mottled, and he could no longer use his spiritual power over long distances as he had before.
Chapter 33