Spire looked helplessly at Donkey and said in a deep voice, "A severed arm? Dear Lord Donkey, for experts at our level, regrowing an arm is not difficult. But even with prompt replenishment, some life essence will inevitably be lost. Yet please note that this old man's aura does not resemble that of someone who has suffered such grave harm."
Donkey stared at Spire in astonishment, his eyes widening in confusion. "Then what do you mean?"
Just as Spire was about to explain her opinion of Lin Seventy-Seven, her body suddenly trembled. She stamped her foot furiously, and at once the ground within a hundred miles shook and heaved, while countless torrents of mud and water burst from the swamp into the sky. She shrieked in rage, "Someone has broken into my nest! And they are destroying the seals I set down—they want to steal the 'Black Hole Hunting Armament' my master made for me!"
Beside herself with fury, Spire could no longer spare any words for Donkey. She transformed into a streak of black light, tore open the void, and fled toward her nest.
Donkey and Xielisi's group exchanged glances. Xielisi threw an arm around Donkey and laughed. "So, dear Donkey, what should we do now? Should we go help Xielisi, or stay here and deal with that, that terrifying old man?"
"Bastard! He's a bastard!" Donkey glanced at Lin Seventy-Seven in the light screen, then flicked his tail unhappily. "That big spider meant that last time Lin Qi cut off Lin Seventy-Seven's arm, but he didn't actually cut off his arm? Hmm, a clone?"
A flash of dim gray light flickered through his eyes, and Donkey cried out excitedly, "Of course we're going to find that big spider! I'm very curious—what kind of armament could a spider possibly