"Ah, you, you, you're just asking for trouble. What are we going to do when I run out of Spiritual Power?"
"I can't control swords, but I can manipulate the sky…" Wang Xiaoqiang said. Actually, Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't manipulate the sky either; he just had the Spiritual Spring—228 Spirit Springs to be exact, which were enough to carry the two of them in flight.
"Haha, well said. Then tonight, I will have to rely entirely on senior," Ye Qingcheng's beautiful eyes twinkled with mischief. "Ah, my Spiritual Power is almost depleted, how about senior takes over for a while? We can take turns flying…"
