Wang Ping finished reading the intelligence brought back by the Puppet Bird. The regret and sorrow in his eyes were but a fleeting flash.
"WOOHOO!"
A cheer echoed from the sky.
It was Yu Lian.
Her massive body somersaulted twice in the sky, and a torrential downpour immediately fell upon True Yang Mountain. Then, she summoned the Purple-Blue Treasure Bottle to hover above her head. A dense stream of Water Spirit Qi surged from the bottle's mouth like a spring, which was then absorbed by the Mysterious Array on the surface of her Scale Armor.
She had been playing with her newly refined Purple-Blue Treasure Bottle whenever she had nothing to do these past few days, possibly imitating a character from some storybook.
Wang Ping was infected by her cheerful mood, and the unease in his heart easily dissipated.
"There are fish and shrimp in the nearby rivers again. I estimate the river's ecosystem will recover in about another six months."
