When Lan Yue opened her eyes again, she found a little green blob staring intently at her.
The little green blob looked somewhat like a slime. Its body was slightly translucent, it wore a green petal hat on its head, and two pairs of transparent wings sprouted from its back.
But even after studying it for quite a while, Lan Yue still could not figure out where its mouth and eyes were.
The little green blob, on the other hand, was terribly excited. Once it saw that she was awake, it rolled around on her nose, head, and shoulders before finally hopping onto the top of her head.
"You..." Lan Yue was about to ask what it was when the little blob on her head suddenly spoke.
"Your aura feels very familiar. I really like it."
The little blob stretched out two plump arms to prop itself up, then bounced a few more times on her head.
Lan Yue felt as though it was about to yank all her hair out. She hurriedly placed the little fellow in her hands to escape the fate of going bald before her time.
"Who is this person you know?" Lan Yue asked curiously.
Could the person this little green blob knew be Yun Xi's ancestor? After all, she often spent time with her dear friend, so she might have picked up a trace of the Heaven-Witch Race's aura.
"Yao Yao!" the little green blob said cheerfully.
"Yao Yao?" For a moment, Lan Yue thought it meant the Sect Master of the Jade Light Sect. Then, on closer reflection, wasn't the owner of the Nine-Story Formation Pagoda also called A-Yao?
Rather than someone from the Jade Light Sect, the little blob was more likely acquainted with the owner of the Nine-Story Formation Pagoda, who