Wang Ba was momentarily stunned, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes:
"Martial Uncle Xumi, are you now..."
"Indeed, I am now both a True Spirit and Xumi,"
Xumi said calmly.
Wang Ba felt a jolt in his heart.
No wonder he had felt a change in Xumi before him, who had suddenly become much more talkative.
It was clearly due to the integration with a True Spirit.
A hint of apology inevitably floated up in his heart.
"Are you blaming yourself?"
Xumi seemed to sense something and spoke soothingly:
"There's no need for self-reproach. If it were not for you, I would have perished in the Eightfold Sea long ago."
"I should be thanking you."
"However, I do need to give you a piece of advice..."
Wang Ba straightened up slightly, "Please speak, Martial Uncle."
For the first time, a solemn expression appeared on Xumi's face:
