Yue Phaelo chuckled at the eruption of her voice. It sounded like a heavenly thunder in his mind, but he had grown used to her.
"You dare laugh at this god insolent brat!" Lady Tianxu sounded angry at this time, but Yue Phaelo didn't seem to take her seriously, he observed the yin core with interest burning in his eyes.
"Once... Once a god, Lady Tianxu," Yue Phaelo corrected her before putting the container away.
"Brat, are you forgetting that my spirit is still that of a god!" The young man, on the other hand, heard that he couldn't help but give an exaggerated bow to her.
"Oh, great ancient god, have mercy on this insignificant soul!" It was comical, yet it seemed to have worked magic.
"Hmmph! That's more like it, you're lucky I didn't get angry! The wrath of a god is not something you can handle mortal!" Yue Phaelo's eyes twitched slightly.
