Thud!
Following Jian Wushuang's command, Supreme Tarot stepped out of the coffin and walked in the air. He landed behind Jian Wushuang like a shadow following him.
Jian Wushuang slowly opened his eyes and looked at Supreme Tarot with a hint of respect.
"Wushuang, you... you really refined him?" Elder Mi Feng's eyes widened as he asked in disbelief.
"I... I think so," Jian Wushuang replied with a smile.
Hearing this, Elder Mi Feng could not help but become dazed for a moment. Soon after, he let out a bitter laugh and shook his head. "Is this the treatment of a genius? The divine corpse that even the five Grand Elders and the Sect Master were unable to refine was refined so easily in your hands."
"Wushuang, I'll report this to the Sect Master later. Let's go, I'll take you back to your palace now."
"Alright." Jian Wushuang nodded.
Then, Jian Wushuang followed behind Elder Mi Feng and headed toward the bedroom.
