"Little Jiang Li, you didn't run into the Poison Douluo outside and get your brain smacked broken, did you?"
Qian Renxue floated around Jiang Li, looking him over from left to right as she teased him, as though she wanted to crack open his head and take a look inside.
Zhu Zhuyun also said in surprise, "Little man, you're joking, right? Resurrection?"
She had never heard of any Soul Master being capable of something like resurrection.
Even the Nine-Heart Begonia, the greatest healing Martial Soul in the world, supposedly capable of restoring the dead to life and regrowing bones from flesh—she had seen Soul Masters of the Ye Clan use it before.
It was merely somewhat stronger than ordinary healing-type Martial Souls.
It was nowhere near as exaggerated as people claimed.
Jiang Li thought about it and realized that he had indeed gotten a little too excited. He had even accidentally blurted out one of Tang San's famous memes.
Jiang Li calmed himself slightly and said seriously, "Do I look like I'm joking?"
Hearing Jiang Li's words, Zhu Zhuyun's feelings immediately became rather complicated.
It was a good thing that Jiang Li, an ordinary Soul Master, possessed an ability like resurrection, something comparable to the power of a god.
It gave them greater protection and also proved that her choice had not been wrong.
As long as she followed this miraculous little man, Jiang Li, she believed that she and her younger sister Zhu Zhuqing would surely become Title Douluos in the future.
But...
Zhu Zhuyun discreetly glanced at Qian Renxue.
After all, the one who was about to be resurrected was Qian Renxue...
Of course, she did not mean to be hostile toward Qian Renxue. She had merely thought that this woman would be a formidable rival, but since