An almost imperceptible divine sense was monitoring the Tianxu Sect's flying boat.
If anything was to blame, it was that the younger generation of the Tianxu Sect made too striking an entrance, and the water kirin cub stood out too much. If it were not for the fact that it had already formed a contract and could not change allegiance...
Today's events won't end so simply.
Guangcheng and Ziyang exchanged glances.
Then Chaoruo looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression.
Guangcheng sent a message to Chaoruo, "When that cub came out, it was clutching something in its hand, it looked a bit like breath soil."
Breath, breath soil?
Chaoruo was shocked, "Really?"
The words blurted out!
Lord Guangcheng glanced at him, "Why so impatient? You are a sect master, after all."
"My apologies, I have lost my composure," Chaoruo straightened up again, looking very serious and proper, "Little Yuanxi has extraordinary fortune."
