Ye Qingtang told Little White Tiger all about her time in the Crystal Palace and witnessing the fat catfish being demonized. In reality, she could not be sure if it was an actual demonization.
"That's strange. Those spirit stones don't look like they could be produced by living bodies." Little White Tiger was puzzled.
Even though it found those spirit stones and fat catfish very strange, there was no way they could resolve their doubts now since they had already left the mystic realm.
"How do you feel now?" Little White Tiger looked at Ye Qingtang.
Little White Tiger felt that Ye Qingtang's recent breakthrough might not be a good thing.
"Bloated…" Ye Qingtang rubbed her chest. Having slept for so long, she had not consumed anything, not even a drop of water. Even so, she felt extremely bloated, as if a big ball of power was still stuck somewhere in her body, not fully absorbed yet.
