The stars and the moon hide behind tall trees, and the night deepens with darkness.
Xun Yuan had already finished resting. He looked up at the black jellyfish, now even larger than before, floating in the air, and spat:
"I don't know where you got this wicked method, but you've really gone and sealed your own cultivation to experience the mortal world. Profound Qi turned to your advantage, yet you don't use it—how is this not a waste? Now you're reduced to being nourishment for the Black Sea Moon. I think your training has become a joke!"
Suddenly, a crimson snake wrapped around him started to move, sending a shell beside Xun Yuan's neck.
This shell was the size of a palm, covered in disgusting algae, with its opening lined with fine tendrils, and it was clearly a malevolent spirit.
Xun Yuan's expression changed, and he hurriedly brought the shell to his ear, as if speaking to it with respect, saying:
"Senior Sister, what are your orders?"
