"Actually, it doesn't have to be a spirit-tempering bead. It's just that with that thing, it can ensure that you can successfully survive the catastrophe. The rest is of no use. The master doesn't need to pay attention to it."
Hearing this, Wujin Sheron silently swallowed a mouthful of old blood.
That’s what I said!
Isn't that why it took the risk to snatch the Spirit Tempering Pearl?
Throughout the ages, any monster that wants to break through its shackles and reach a higher level must go through the baptism of heavenly tribulation.
However, this process is extremely painful and difficult, and only one out of ten people can succeed.
If there is a spirit-quenching bead, it can successfully break through, of course it wants it!
Ye Xiyue was also a little surprised: "The spirit tempering beads still have this effect?"
No wonder Wujin Divine Heron wanted to snatch the Spirit Tempering Pearl back at all costs.
Xiaobai nodded, as if he wasn't very concerned about this matter.
It really doesn't care much about whether there is a natural disaster or not.
Ye Xiyue said:
"After all, you still have to go through this catastrophe on your own. No one else can do anything for you."
Wujin Sheron responded honestly.
Ye Xiyue saw that it seemed to be quite tired, and felt that the time was almost here.
Then she would have to make time in advance.
After confirming that there was no big problem with Wujin Sheron, Ye Xiyue let it go.
"If it can break through the eighth level... it should have more advantages than disadvantages."
Ye Xiyue said softly.
Xiaobai squatted on its shoulder and rubbed her face.
Ye Xiyue glanced at it.
In fact, she cares more about Xiaobai than Wujin Sheron.
That string of golden wind chimes...
From what that person said, Xiaobai did have his own tribe, but they seemed to be in a very far away place.
Although Xiaobai has no memory of this, Ye Xiyue knows that in his bones and blood, he should still be eager to go back and see.
If there is a chance in the future, I still have to take Xiaobai to look for it.
Xiaobai understood her thoughts and lay obediently on her shoulder.
In fact, as long as you can go with the owner, it will be great.
.......
Royal Palace.
The prince's bedroom.
It was dark now and everything was quiet.
In the room, Xiao Mingyin was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
He sat up, his brows and eyes filled with irritation.
The palace guard who was watching outside heard this movement and asked cautiously:
"Your Highness, what's wrong?"
Xiao Mingyin frowned and said:
"Nothing."
Hearing that his tone was not good, the palace people did not dare to say more.
Xiao Mingyin simply stood up. As soon as he stood up, his eyes felt black.
He stumbled and almost fell.
Suddenly, a person supported him from behind.
"Brother Prince, be careful."
Hearing this voice, most of Xiao Mingyin's sleepiness disappeared instantly.
He turned around suddenly, and when he saw that the person coming was Murong Wan, he was shocked on the spot and subconsciously pushed her.
"Murong Wan!? Why are you here!?"
Murong Wan was caught off guard and pushed away by him. He took a few steps back and finally managed to stabilize his body.
The joy that filled her heart suddenly dissipated a lot, and she felt aggrieved.
"Brother Prince, are you not happy at all to see me?"
Xiao Mingyin only felt horrified.
He stared at Murong Wan closely and frowned:
"How did you get in?"
The palace is heavily guarded and ordinary people cannot enter.
This is especially true in his bedroom.
Since returning from Hongyuan Valley, he has tightened the security of the prince's palace. With Murong Wan's ability, how could he get in here!?