Ke Lin ultimately chose to trust Qingkong, and the Grand Protector did not let that trust down.
The little butterfly's long, slender mouthpart pecked into the ball of light and held there for four or five seconds before retracting.
True Venerable Qingkong's eyelids drooped slightly, while Ke Lin silently watched him. That one little move was enough?
Don't tell me you only used this trick because you simply wanted to scare me?
Up to this point, the foundation of trust between the two sides was still relatively weak.
"Tsk." Two seconds later, the Grand Protector smacked his lips with no small regret, then shook his head.
Ke Lin's heart tightened slightly. He was just wondering what kind of bad situation had arisen when he heard the other party speak.
"This bit of aura is really... Forget it. We'll make do."
In his palm appeared a pale gray ball of light the size of a grain of rice. Then he looked at Qu Jianlei. "You?"
"It's fine in your hand," Qu Jianlei said. He did not reach out to take it, and instead directly raised his hand to calculate.
This was not arrogance, but caution. Who knew how great the risk would be in divining the other party?
Then he lowered his hand, his brow lifting slightly. "What a weak clue. Too vague."
Seeing that he made no further move, Han Li silently took out his Divination Sticks—at least the risk was not great.
Ke Lin also knew this man's reputation. Although he, too, had only recently advanced to True Venerable, his name was well known in Houde Realm.
Rumor had it that not only was this man extremely strong in combat, his divination skills were also exceedingly high. Looking at him now... Mm, at the very least, his divination tools