Looking rather bedraggled, the young man approached Xie Wanting’s berthed air-transportation spiritual tool.

Face pale, covered in blood, and panting, he seemed to have consumed a great amount of his spiritual power.

After assuming a steady foothold on the air-transportation spiritual tool, he pleaded, “Can I please travel with you from now on, big brother and sisters? I practice lightning incantations, which work well on evil spirits. All you’ll need to do is to take care ...