"Mu Tong!" the Feng Jiuming called out.
The Kylin's body immediately lit up with a radiant glow, and beams of light fell upon the various beasts.
Blessing, expulsion, health, purification...
The White Tiger, on the verge of death, murmured nonsensical terms, which were likely curses. The blessings bestowed by the Kylin were most effective against curses.
With each blessing cast, the little Kylin tilted its head, eyes filled with confusion.
She didn't sense any trace of a curse.
The only oddity was that Dragon Turtle, which remained there as if it had been frightened. The Kylin then bestowed several blessings in succession upon the Dragon Turtle.
Still, there was no trace of a curse.
In fact, each of the Four Spirits' bloodlines is unique and each possesses capabilities against curses. The Dragon Turtle excels in defense and is naturally fearless of curses—its True Blood becomes a warrior.
She looked towards Su He, uncomprehending.
