"What am I good at?" The thought was somewhat speechless at the question. It really wanted to say that there was nothing it was bad at.
But in the end, it still said gloomily, "If you can get enough Extreme Spirit Stones, I can help with anything."
"Extreme Spirit Stones probably aren't possible in the short term," Feng Jun said gravely. "I promised that senior I'd help it find five hundred Extreme Spirit Stones. I've only found a hundred so far, so I have to prioritize showing filial respect to that elder."
"Five hundred Extreme Spirit Stones!" The thought ground its teeth in hatred. "If I'd known I'd miss out on this, I would've just snatched your body earlier!"
"Body Snatching?" Feng Jun paused, then laughed instead. "You said it yourself—half an opportunity, half a tribulation. As long as the Protective Talisman Treasure could withstand one blow from you, even if I hadn't drawn out the guiding aura, I might still have escaped."
He did not say what he would have done after escaping. In any case, as long as he got away, there would be plenty of fun to watch.
The thought did not argue with him over that. Instead, it said disdainfully, "If I had truly decided to snatch your body, I could have acted the moment you took out the storage talisman. Why would I have needed to wait until you brought out the Protective Talisman?"
Thinking about it, Feng Jun realized that was indeed true. At the time, he had also sensed a faint hostility from the other party, so he could not help asking, "Then why didn't you strike directly?"
The thought answered gloomily, "I had to figure out your background first, didn't I? Besides, snatching the body of a Golden Core cultivator... the cultivation