Xiao Mu's expression was solemn. Xu Qianwu really hadn't been boasting; once his Mountain God likeness had recovered, it did indeed possess the qualifications of a Divine Spirit.
"Xiao Mu, another one," Xu Qianwu said with a smile, reaching out his hand toward Xiao Mu.
A twitch appeared at the corner of Xiao Mu's mouth as he glanced at the Mountain God likeness above Xu Qianwu's head, "Elder Xu, it seems that your Mountain God Spirit Tablet has been fully restored. There's no need to absorb any more, right?"
Xu Qianwu's face reddened at the words, and he argued, "It's true that it's fully restored, but my Mountain God Spirit Tablet has been damaged for so long, isn't it that I'm worried it might not be stable? Give me another one, hehe, Xiao Mu, just one more to help me solidify it."
Unstable?
Are Divine Spirit Tablets ever unstable?
This time, Xiao Mu didn't fall for Xu Qianwu's trick; he gave Xu Qianwu a glance and flatly refused, "Don't have any more!"
"No more?"
