Song Cheng came out of the cultivation room and saw the birds flying in the sky, then saw Ting clapping her hands below.
He looked up and followed her, clapping his hands as well.
Ting heard the noise, looked at him, and shouted: "Dad..."
Song Cheng picked up Ting, and together, father and daughter cast their eyes to the sky.
"Ting, is this the bird you drew?"
"Yes, baby drew it."
"Great job." Song Cheng praised with his mouth, but there was curiosity and seriousness in his expression.
He looked up at the small bird with slightly reddish data. The hue of this data was similar to a Ghost Servant, the type he would eliminate during the Ghost Tide if he saw it.
But Ting's data was simply black, indistinguishable from that of ordinary humans.
On top of that, the power "0~0" might indicate that Ting was just an ordinary girl.
He was thinking when the bird in the sky also landed on a branch in the lush foliage.
