"Spiritual Energy is precious. I still need to use it sparingly..."
As Ye Fei muttered about how much he valued Spiritual Energy, Spiritual Energy once again wound around the Wooden Arrow on his bowstring. This arrow targeted the Flying Ant that was shouting provocations.
Ten points of Spiritual Energy per arrow. What a waste!
But blowing an ant's head off with a single arrow felt pretty addictive, too!
"You call this using it sparingly?"
Feng An floated above Ye Fei's home, concealed by the Demonic Qi wrapped around him, which did nothing to prevent him from hearing the various sounds below.
For instance, this stupid human whose words and actions did not match at all.
He already knew that cultivating Spiritual Energy would be arduous and slow for a human with such a poor foundation, making it necessary to conserve it, and he found nothing strange about that.
But this fellow clearly knew the current situation, and he should also know that Feng An would not refuse if he asked for help now. Why would he not speak up?
"Phoenix Tree, do you think Feng An is here? Why do I feel like he's watching the show from somewhere again?"
Ye Fei stood on his Courtyard Wall, watching the Flying Ant Half-Demon players outside whose heads had been blown off, then turned to chat with the Phoenix Tree about Feng An.
The Phoenix Tree could indeed sense Feng An, but although it sent a ball of fire out to sway above its treetop, Ye Fei did not notice it at all.
Feng An merely waved at the Phoenix Tree, then continued watching the show with a smile.
As for the Phoenix Tree's attempt to alert him, it gave up for the time being after confirming that Ye Fei would not