"Have I given you too much face? Hand over the book, and your Silk Beauty Pill!" Ye Qing shouted. His right hand swept behind him and drew out the Eternal Spear, pressing its tip straight against the aromatic silk beauty's stem.
"You still dare play little games with me? You really have never met a dark Soul Master, have you? Keep yapping and I'll send you flying!"
Bzzzt...
Arcs of electricity wound around the Eternal Spear's tip. Every so often, a burst of current traveled down the tip into the aromatic silk beauty, making it shudder violently.
"Spare me, young hero!"
The aromatic silk beauty was scared out of its wits. The fully charged Eternal Spear had already locked onto it. One thrust really could kill it!
It was only a plant-type Soul Beast with little fighting ability. Its sole strength was its outstanding resistance to poison; its defenses and vitality really were poor. Even with a hundred thousand years of cultivation, it was actually more fragile than most fifty-thousand-year animal Soul Beasts.
That sense of mortal danger from being locked onto nearly made its stem shake like a leaf.
"I was wrong! I'll give it to you right now!" The aromatic silk beauty very obediently tossed the book out of its blossom. A deep purplish-red bead then emerged from among its flowers, though it was clearly reluctant to hand that bead over.
"Could you leave me half?"
"Hmm?!" Ye Qing's eyes widened, and he raised the Eternal Spear on the spot.
"Hand it over!"
Ye Qing reached out his ruthless hand, grabbed the Silk Beauty Pill, and tossed it straight into his Storage Soul Tool. Having lost its Silk Beauty Pill, the aromatic silk beauty's aura immediately weakened.
After all, this thing was the essence condensed from its entire