Small Space, Demon Spirit Sect
Ye Tian hid behind a rock behind Xiao Changtian and Yaoyao Ling, his face ashen.
Listening to Xiao Changtian and Yao Yao Ling's conversation, Ye Tian was furious.
The last time he had brought Ye Tian to the Demon Spirit Sect, he had asked for help.
That Yaoyao spirit didn't give him a good look at all. Not only was she unwilling to give him a single spirit herb, but she also didn't want to give it to him.
He remembered that when he had asked Yao Yao Ling for a Lingzhi Grass, the people of the Demon Spirit Sect had almost chased him out of the door.
But now, in front of Xiao Changtian, what could this Yao Yao Ling say?
If Xiao Changtian liked it, not only would she not charge him, she could even give him the spiritual herbs.
Was this the benefit of being powerful?
Ye Tian looked at Xiao Changtian with envy.
Also, what did Yaoyao Ling just say? She wanted Xiao Changtian to find a spoon.
