Qilin was a meticulous "person." Just yesterday, taking advantage of everyone's inattention, he had secretly used his spiritual sense to probe deep into Xu Hongbo's body. He discovered that although this fellow was of ordinary mortal flesh and blood, there was also a delicate, spider-silk-like, indescribable component hidden within him. Even with his more than one hundred thousand years of cultivation, Qilin could make neither head nor tail of it, so he had no choice but to quietly bury this doubt deep in his heart; otherwise, his position as the grand steward of the Kunlun Divine Palace would be in serious jeopardy.
Hu Yihui vaguely sensed that something was amiss. He pondered for a long time without figuring out a clue, then cupped his hands around his mouth like a megaphone and shouted from afar to Xu Hongbo, who was standing at the edge of the cliff, "Xu Hongbo, do you feel like you can pull this off?"
Xu Hongbo nodded expressionlessly while cursing inwardly: *Tsk tsk, Brother Yihui truly lives up to his name as a cosmic super-invincible blockhead. If you said a line like that to the hostesses in a karaoke bar, the meaning would be off by a hundred thousand miles.*
Chapter 231