With a flash of light, Qi Yue put Wen Ting into his Kirin Pearl. As soon as they met, Mo Huo had given him a great gift, apparently to strengthen his resolve to do that thing, and also as a gesture of goodwill towards him. Furthermore, Wen Ting's anxious attempts to stop him had also disappeared at this point, so it had been a win on three fronts. As a fair trade-off, he had used pure Kirin energy, so in a way, he had not been at a disadvantage.
"Senior Mo Huo, I am not sure if I should thank you." Looking at the enormous Mo Kirin body in front of him, Qi Yue's gaze grew calm. This was one of his habits; when Qi Yue is thinking, it is often when he is at his most calm.
Mo Huo smiled indifferently and said, "You don't need to thank me. What I've done is nothing compared to what you've been doing for the Divine Beast Clan. Your friend was suffering from the atmosphere of the Demon Refining Pot here, and entering the Kirin Pearl can only be beneficial for her."
