As Su He reached the True Blood Realm and began to condense True Blood, seldom did ordinary beasts appear around him. Even mosquitoes kept their distance.
The aura of a Divine God Beast would unconsciously be emitted.
Has this White Monkey gone mad?
Su He raised his paw and pressed it down on the monkey — in comparison to the truck-sized Su He, this little monkey was far too small.
Underneath his paw there was no sign of vitality; the White Monkey wasn't a real living creature, but a special existence formed by the Xuanqing Temple Training Field.
Su He applied a bit more force.
Pfft.
The White Monkey dissolved into a stream of spirit Qi. With a gentle inhalation, the spirit Qi entered his belly, instantly increasing the speed of his Spiritual Power circulation by a third.
"Warm jade?"
With a puzzled tone, Su He felt that spirit Qi from the White Monkey gave him the sensation of warm jade.
