Meng Chuan awoke from the Dao Realm and heard Little Nonpoint calling for him.
He had not paid attention to Little Nonpoint lately, busy with his own affairs.
It was not as though Little Nonpoint was about to breathe his last.
But now it seemed his boy really was about to breathe his last.
"What happened, Willow God?" Meng Chuan asked the beauty beside him.
"See for yourself," Willow God replied coldly.
Meng Chuan froze. Why so cold? When did I offend you?
Truly, a woman's heart was a needle lost in the Boundary Sea.
Meng Chuan checked on Little Nonpoint and quickly understood what had happened.
His expression turned a little strange.
Had he taken half of Hundred Broken Mountain in one sweep?
"Willow God, did you give Little Nonpoint a branch or something?"
"No."
"Then was it because of the little Wooden Horse?" Meng Chuan considered it.
It made sense that the little Wooden Horse could subdue Ling treasures.
He had not expected Sacred Medicine to follow him too.
"The Spiritual Divine Flower is no simple thing..."
"Keep standing here in a daze, and Little Nonpoint will be taken away," Willow God reminded him.
"It's fine. If they take him, I'll just rescue him," Meng Chuan said.
"Didn't he come from the Eastern Tang? It's only right that he goes through something like this."
Despite his words, Meng Chuan rose from beneath Willow God.
He could not actually let Little Nonpoint be taken.
"Oh, right, Willow God. Give me one of your Willow Leaves." Meng Chuan had remembered something and made his request.
"What for?" Willow God wondered. You're not planning to use my Willow Leaf in some sinister Treasure Technique to curse me, are you?
Meng Chuan smiled mysteriously. "Secret."
"Given our friendship, surely you don't think