Seeing Xia Liu approaching, Ye Ruoxiang's cherry lips parted slightly, "Firstly, thank you for your method, secondly, take the bottle and leave, it's best you leave Huaxia."
Xia Liu did not immediately respond.
He picked up the jade token on the table and checked the situation with his naked eye and perception.
Indeed, just as he had expected, spiritual power was quietly flowing inside the bottle.
And it was not evaporating.
This meant that the jade bottle could store it.
When he withdrew his perception, Xia Liu took several deep breaths.
With his current level of cultivation, sensing spiritual power in this way was simply risky.
It was like a Yellow-Rank Martial Artist trying to deeply observe a Heaven-Rank Warrior.
The latter's aura alone was enough to make the soul of a Yellow-Rank Martial Artist tremble.
"Thank you for the warning, we will see each other again," Xia Liu said with a slight smile after composing himself.
