Autumn Cicada looked eagerly, appearing extremely urgent:
"Master, may I be granted this Nether Green Fire?"
The Nether Green Fire can be maximized when wielded by a ghost cultivator, and so far, Autumn Cicada doesn't have any suitable magical artifact. Fu Changsheng nodded immediately:
"Hmm, I can give it to you, but you'll have to wait until we leave the site to refine it."
Autumn Cicada seemed a bit deflated instantly. Seeing someone share its plight, Little Cyan Snake, on the other hand, was cheerful. A flash of cyan light turned into a ring wrapping around Fu Changsheng's index finger.
"Thank you, Patriarch, for the timely rescue."
Fu Changli leapt down from the back of the Cyan Wolf Demon, the demon, having reached the Tier One Late Stage, was almost as tall as Fu Changli.
"It's good that you're alright."
Fu Changsheng swept his divine sense over his body and let out a sigh of relief.
