Xiao was the first monster Mo Li had raised from "weak" to this extent.
Watching Xiao grow step by step, Mo Li felt both gratified and proud.
As time passed, Xiao's injuries, while he soaked in the Pool of Life, began recovering at a visible rate. The Water of Life was so powerful that Xiao's body seemed to have gained considerable benefits, and his vitality grew increasingly vigorous.
Xiao, submerged in the Water of Life, gradually began to regain consciousness. Wrapped in endless life energy, he slowly awakened from his slumber.
Seeing his own body soaking in the emerald-green pool, confusion first flashed through Xiao's eyes, followed by a surge of intense vigilance.
He hurriedly tried to rise and assess his surroundings.
But before he could stand, an arm pressed directly onto his shoulder. An indescribable force bore down on his body, unquestionably forcing him back into the pool.
Looking at the arm on his shoulder, Xiao was just about to say something when a familiar voice made him swallow the words already at his lips.
"Your injuries haven't healed yet. Stay in the water."
The voice was steady yet imposing, magnetic even, carrying a profound sense of reassurance.
The instant he heard that voice, Xiao, who had been somewhat restless moments before, became like a wilted little kitten and obediently curled himself back into the pool.
He did not dare make the slightest movement, as though afraid that anything he did would be wrong.
Seeing Xiao become so obedient and well-behaved, Mo Li raised a brow and said teasingly.
"Behaving now, are we?"
Though teasing him, Mo Li's tone remained as calm as still water.
"My Lord, I was wrong!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao instinctively tried to stand and bow to Mo Li in apology. Yet before he could