"This... is for me?"
Wang Ba looked at Ye Lingyu in disbelief.
How had she known he wanted a Spirit Beast Bag?
No, this was a Spirit Beast Bag, worth seven or eight hundred Spirit Stones!
But after a moment's hesitation, Wang Ba did not let the unexpected delight go to his head. Rather than take the Spirit Beast Bag, he waved his hands repeatedly. "Immortal, I'm only a servant disciple. I have no Law Power, so I can't use a Spirit Beast Bag."
"I know."
Ye Lingyu said as though it were only natural:
"But you have a Spiritual Root! Once you become a disciple and learn Qi Refining, you'll have Law Power. Then you'll be able to use it!"
Wang Ba froze, staring blankly at the girl before him, who still seemed a little guileless.
For a moment, his thoughts tangled like a skein of hemp!
How did she know he had a Spiritual Root?!
He had never told anyone about his Spiritual Root.
Even Senior Brother Zhao Feng had not noticed.
In fact, whether someone had a Spiritual Root was not something one could see in the first place. It could only be determined through talismans or certain special methods.
So how had she known?
At that moment, Ye Lingyu's innocent appearance suddenly took on a mysterious air in his mind.
Ye Lingyu did not notice anything unusual about him and continued cheerfully:
"Uncle, once you succeed in Qi Refining, you'll officially become a disciple of our Sect! Then I'll ask Master to take you as his disciple too... huh, wait, wouldn't that mean you'd have to call me Senior Sister?"
She suddenly frowned.
"But I should be calling you Uncle..."
After thinking it over, Ye Lingyu stopped fretting about it.
"Never mind, we'll worry about that