The one who can hear my voice, be my heral and finish a task of mine]
[ A traitorous spirit has escaped from my bidding. Hunt it down, and you shall receive an appropriate reward]
A soothing voice floated in Jia Hao's mind, but the invisible dominance was palpable. If Jia Hao could portray, it could be one of the most beautiful female voices he had ever heard, if not the most.
' No mortal can compare this. This is some Aunty Meng level charm.' Jia Hao shuddered when he thought of that.
But he couldn't understand why the mysterious entity had chosen him for this task.
[ A gentle reminder for Host. Unless you are strong enough or have repaired the Pot of Miracles, please refrain from any contact with spiritual beings]
" Looks like someone is hiding from higher realm beings, hm?" Jia Hao could guess the situation of the Pot of Miracles. After all, if there is a divine treasure without any master, then it's probably one of the most sought-after treasures across the realms.
