Xue Qianxun gently swayed his three fluffy, snow-white fox tails and smiled elegantly.
"After all, ugly freaks aren't qualified to be called fox spirits."
"...." Hua Xi was left speechless, shooting him a sideways glance.
'He couldn't shake the feeling that Xue Qianxun, who'd been freeloading in their "home" ever since they got back to Dark Star, was sick in the head.'
'Seriously sick.'
Xue Qianxun ignored his glare and took a magnificent, exquisitely embroidered meditation cushion from his Space Ring.
He casually tossed it into the pool of blood at Xuan Ying's feet. "Seventh Prince, begin."
Since Jiang Xinli's safety was at stake, Xuan Ying could only suppress his displeasure.
Sheng Tianze lifted his hand, placing a Barrier around the two of them.
"Close your eyes."
"Breathe deeply."
"Let your body resonate with the heavens and the earth."
"Try to sense the location of the Golden Snake Bracelet that Xinli is wearing."
"Imagine her wrist is your own."
