"Senior Brother Qi?"
The moment Xu Yunfan tossed over half of the giant snake's hardest bone, Qi Huan instinctively shot back seven steps.
With just a casual toss from the young man, the bone embedded itself thirty feet into the rock formation. The Qi Force erupting from the resulting cracks lifted the surrounding rubble into midair.
'What kind of terrifying control is this?'
'Even an Elder from the Celestial Craft Cave probably couldn't have caught that effortless toss!'
Xu Yunfan seemed a little surprised and sized Qi Huan up.
"This is a real treasure. You don't want it?"
"...Thank you."
His voice was as hoarse as if it had been seared by thunder and fire, and the muscles beneath his cyan scales spasmed uncontrollably.
As Xu Yunfan turned to deal with another of the snake's heads, Qi Huan stared at the plume of Blood Qi still surging behind the young man, not yet subsided. He suddenly felt a sliver of pity for those arrogant True Disciples of the Profound Daoist Sect.
