This Tongue Isn't Quite Perfect

"He... he saw me?"

"Oh my God, that kid installed a Demon Eye on himself."

"Run!"

Before Li Ziran could react from afar, the figures crowded at the entrance burst like bubbles with a series of pops, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Thud, thud, thud!

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the stairs. The old man guarding Six Flavors House descended step by step and came before Li Ziran. "What are you looking at?"

"It seemed like there was someone just now..."

"How could there be? There are only the two of us here. What, is there something wrong with the food I provided?"

"No!" Li Ziran rubbed his eyes. What had just happened felt like a dream. Perhaps the high-intensity surgery had truly given him hallucinations. He shook his head with a bitter smile and refocused on his new body.

He spread open his palm. Transparent meridian-like lines ran across its tender skin, and magic power could vaguely be seen flowing beneath the surface, carrying threads of scorching heat. The moment the thought arose, with a puff, a cluster of flames ignited directly in his palm. At the same time, his entire body rumbled and shook like a machine starting up.

Every Fire Elemental Organ absorbed and converted magic power, which shot through his meridians straight into his palm. Blazing flames instantly wrapped around his hand. Li Ziran waved instinctively, and a long fire dragon flew out directly.

"So fast!"

Even he could not help but marvel. From the gathering of Fire Elements to their release, the spell had taken shape the instant the thought appeared. He did not even have an Elemental Gland or a Fire Elemental Forbidden Spell yet, but relying entirely on instinct, he had unleashed a pillar