It was in the form of an imprint as it surrounded his Dantian space, releasing some type of icy blue energy—an energy that continuously refined his Dantian, slowly but surely improving his cultivation base.
"..." He was left a little taken aback by yet another thing invading his Dantian space.
It wasn't public property, you know...?
"!!" Information suddenly began to be transmitted inside his mind.
A wry smile materialized on his apathetic expression as he immediately understood the intricacies and purpose of this 'funny-looking chicken' imprint without even asking Boundless.
This 'funny-looking chicken' was something that Azmond always seemed to forget was in actuality, a Phoenix!
....
A profound darkness swirled inside his eyes as he gazed down at the still-sleeping Crystalline—her lewd, wet body still sprawled out on top of him.
'This funny blue chicken is the Primordial Yin of my Little Ice Flower, huh?-' He began.
