Clutching the Floral Bead, Li Chengyi pondered countermeasures.
'Should I take a gamble?'
He felt around himself and realized that everything he had tucked away was gone, destroyed in the last battle, whereabouts unknown.
'Are Flower Language and Imprint effective without a host?'
He opened his palm and watched the purple Floral Bead roll slightly in his hand.
The golden glow of the Golden City made it vaguely reflect a glint of gold, showing the pattern of the Purple Magnolia within.
After a moment of hesitation, he ultimately flipped his hand gently, allowing the Floral Bead to plummet straight down from the high altitude.
'The Silver Storm poses no destructive threat to lifeless objects, so... just the Floral Bead alone should be fine.'
As he watched the Floral Bead drop straight down, Li Chengyi's mood also began to settle.
"Plunge into the deep sea...."
Waiting for the opportunity, and my next positioning...
