Yang Yuhua opened her mouth and finally nodded resolutely:
"There's no mistake, Immortal."
She spoke with respectful tone, "I once visited the Immortal Masters within the forbidden area of the imperial city. They told me that without a Spiritual Root, I cannot cultivate.
So I searched through ancient texts and tried everything until I met Master Tiger... It was I who begged him to make a contract with me.
Even if I had to transform into a Monster, as long as I could cultivate, I would be willing."
She took out an odd, yellowed tome and handed it over to Song He reverently, who received it and gave it a brief inspection. A barely perceptible chill flashed through his eyes.
Then he nodded in understanding.
He opened his palm, and a strange little tree appeared in the center, its canopy resembling a beautiful galaxy.
Emanating endless spirit Qi.
Instantly, it captured everyone's gaze.
Casually shaking the small tree, Song He said calmly,
