"The White Bone Origin Spirit Method? I don't know much about that method. Have you encountered some difficulty cultivating it?"
Zhao De pondered aloud.
Yang Ling said cautiously, "The White Bone Origin Spirit Method has three great Primordial Spirits: the White Bone Warrior, the White Bone General, and the White Bone Emperor."
"After I took the Dragon Blood Bodhi last time, my White Bone Origin Spirit Method gained another Primordial Spirit, called the White Bone Loose Immortal!"
"I feel there's something not quite right about the White Bone Loose Immortal."
"Not quite right in what way?"
Zhao De asked casually.
The next instant, the Forest of All Phenomena Dharma Eye on Yang Ling's forehead opened again.
A graceful figure appeared beside him, quietly watching Zhao De.
Zhao De glanced at her without betraying anything and said with a faint smile,
"So it's the White Bone Divine Lord herself."
"Your disciple pays his respects to the White Bone Master!"
Yang Ling stepped back twice, cupped his hands, and bowed. His movements flowed smoothly, and not even a trace of surprise appeared on his face, as though they had never discussed this matter just now.
"Zhao De, have this boy visit the White Bone Dao Palace after a while."
The White Bone Divine Lord spoke indifferently.
"I wouldn't dare let him go there rashly."
Zhao De wore an ambiguous smile. "Your methods are unfathomable, Divine Lord. Even I can only marvel at them.
"But Yang Ling is already my disciple. I hope you will show mercy and spare him."
"He is indeed your disciple, but he is also mine."
The White Bone Divine Lord turned toward Yang Ling, her gaze cool.
"Without me, he would have died in that strange place this time."
Yang Ling said, "Thank you for saving me, White