Work at sunrise.
Rest at sunset.
Play is no different.
The little long-eyed hou is not dead, but it's as good as dead.
Even in their frolics, the two young and undeveloped little sorcerers gradually became familiar with dodging attacks, and familiar with the combat instincts of the long-eyed hou.
Most importantly, an aura belonging to sorcerers gradually began to grow.
The budding aura was very faint, and since the two little sorcerers didn't realize they had embarked on a path of battle, it took Hou Xi a long time to confirm the existence of this aura.
"Are you trying to teach them?" Just waking up from suspicion, Hou Xi couldn't help but ask.
Xie Tiandao said, "Yes."
"With this method?"
"Yes."
"How is this different from playing?"
"There's no difference."
Hou Xi's face twitched, and his curiosity about Xie Tian began to waver.
"Maybe I've overthought this..."
Glancing again at Xie Tian, who had lost his cultivation, Hou Xi disappeared.
