"Yeah, I know, a Divine Beast degraded to an Immortal Beast," Lu Wumie said nonchalantly.
"He's been restricted now, forget being a Divine or Immortal Beast, he doesn't even have the strength of a Spiritual Beast—he's turned into a lump of coal," Lu Xingyan replied.
All this time, he had been perching on Lu Xingyan's hair bun, serving as a decorative pin, immersed in his cultivation.
He had not noticed what had transpired when Lu Xingyan and the others had boarded the ship just moments before.
Now that he heard about it, Lu Wumie became interested.
His eyes widened in astonishment: "A Divine Beast turned into a coal lump? For real?"
"Of course it's real. Don't you know me? Would I lie to someone?" Lu Xingyan retorted.
