"Kid, there's a scent on you... you must have raised some of my descendants, haven't you?"
The turtle and the snake spoke at the same time.
One voice was majestic and heavy; the other, nimble and fleeting.
"Yes, your disciple has also raised some Turtle Snake Scale Tea; they are living well in my cave," Song He replied.
"That's good, when you have the chance, bring a few descendants to see me... Despite the many children I've sired, not one remains by my side, truly distressing," the Xuanwu Scale Tree leisurely rose to its feet, moving aside from the array's focal eye.
The moment it stood up, a torrent of spirit qi burst forth like a opened floodgate, surging towards Song He.
Song He dared not delay, hurriedly placing the Mi Taisui upon the array focal point, then promptly sitting down upon it, his Divine Sense diving deep into the Mi Taisui.
The next second.
