"The tenth." As he lightly touched the white flower before him, a wisp of faint light flowed into his body. Feeling his cultivation struggle its way up to Level 6 soul power, Huo Yuhao was utterly speechless.
Behind him stretched vibrant seas of flowers, all of which he had searched. Even so, he had found only sixty white flowers, thirty-one yellow flowers, and ten purple flowers.
There were no black ones.
Though the valley was large, it could not accommodate the entire Shrek group. In less than an hour and a half, they had searched everywhere they could.
After regrouping, everyone was surprised to find that Xuan Zi had the highest cultivation. He had reached Level 9 soul power, though no one knew whether the Godly Taotie Bull Martial Soul had played a role.
Elder Mu was at Level 7, while Yan Shaozhe, Elder Song, and Huo Yuhao were all at Level 6. Wang Dong'er was at Level 5.
"You lost." Huo Yuhao raised a brow at Wang Dong'er.
Wang Dong'er haughtily turned her head away. "This young lady keeps her word. I owe you one favor."
"Then I'll have to think carefully about how to use that favor." Huo Yuhao pretended to pinch his chin, a deliberately wicked smile tugging at his lips.
Seeing him like this, Wang Dong'er nervously clenched her hands.
Nearby, the elders led by Mu En exchanged looks and chuckled merrily.
Noticing the elders' amused, watchful smiles, Wang Dong'er's pretty face flushed slightly. But as though recalling something, she hurriedly shared a feeling she had experienced. "I don't know why, but while I was searching for flowers, I kept having a strange premonition warning me."
"A premonition?" Everyone's smiles faded. Elder Mu said gently, "Go on, child."
"Yes, Mu En." Wang Dong'er nodded and spoke