"Young Master Shi, do you know what this is?" Luo Qing'er asked.
"Reveal Root Powder." Shi Hao replied.
"Correct." Luo Qing'er nodded, but she quickly showed a look of astonishment because in the palm of Shi Hao's hand was still a pool of clear water.
This meant... Shi Hao had no Spirit Root.
She somewhat couldn't believe it, after all, Shi Hao was so young yet he had reached high-level Martial Sect; logically, he should possess a Spirit Root.
How could he not have one?
She shook her head, after all, this was the Cursed Land.
Shi Hao smiled, flipped his palm, and the water immediately spilled onto the table.
—If Luo Qing'er had looked more carefully, she would have noticed that the seemingly clear water actually contained a trace of chaos, evolving something indescribable.
But it was too dilute.
Shi Hao himself of course knew this, and instinctively felt he should conceal it.
