Only after considerable effort did Huo Hai manage to soothe the two women, finally letting out a breath of relief. He secretly resolved that he must never let them watch him refine insects again. No, he could not even let them know about it.
Faced with this onslaught of tears, Huo Hai truly had no idea what to do. Luckily, they had not witnessed his first attempt at Insect Refinement, when he had nearly drained all the blood from his body. Otherwise, he was certain they would forbid him from using the Insect Refining Formation. This was the very foundation of his abilities. How could he possibly stop using it?
After a long while, their attention finally shifted to the Mist-Spitting Insect. "Is this the Mist-Spitting Insect? Why does it look so strange?" Ji Mu asked curiously as she looked at the odd cloud of mist on the table.
The cloud of mist seemed to have solidified completely. No, it actually had solidified completely. Whatever the case, it looked nothing like ordinary mist. Still, Ji Mu did not dare touch it carelessly. Heaven knew whether that might cause some problem. Neither woman knew anything about Huo Hai's secret Insect Refinement method, so caution was best in everything.
Huo Hai shook his head. "The Insect Refinement is finished, but the Mist-Spitting Insect hasn't completed its transformation yet. Only once it emerges will it be a truly useful insect." Lowering his head, he began calculating how long the transformation would take.
Ordinary insects transformed quite quickly after passing through the Insect Refining Formation. Some could even transform on the spot. But to nurture the Mist-Spitting Insect, Huo Hai had deliberately infused it with a large amount of spiritual energy to accelerate its growth.
To digest all that power, the Mist-Spitting Insect would