Ning Bei, who was drinking water, nearly choked to death.
"You know how to do that thing?"
That was Flame Spirit Ji's exclusive ability. Although Qiu Er had inherited her appearance, where had that ability come from?
Qiu Er shot him a dissatisfied glance, as if blaming Ning Bei for looking down on her.
"What's so hard about that? Isn't it just using flames and Spiritual Power at the same time? I possess Ultimate Fire. What's so hard about combining it with a little Spiritual Power?"
"Uh..."
For a moment, Qiu Er's words left him unable to argue. Put that way, there really was nothing wrong with it. This could also count as the girl's Self-Created Soul Skill.
As for whether Qiu Er would get injured by taking part in the Beast Tide, Ning Bei said Star Luo had no such existence. Even if Dai Tianyu brought his wife along and unleashed a Hell White Tiger, he still would not be Qiu Er's match.
A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast with Ultimate Fire and Ultimate Light—learn about it. Guaranteed to beat a Hell White Tiger fused from two Soul Douluo until it fled with its head in its hands.
"Fine, then. In three days, I'll watch you perform."
"Leave it to me!"
"Is the meat roasted yet? I'm hungry. Put more cumin and chili powder on it. This young lady likes strong flavors."
"..."
With this noisy little Qiu Er keeping him company during the wait, it did not feel boring. In the blink of an eye, the day he had agreed on with Little Angel arrived.
Seeing Ning Bei stand up, Qiu Er's eyes instantly lit up.
"Is it starting? Bei brother!"
"Mm. Wait here for a bit. I'll be right back."
"Then hurry up!"
Ning Bei nodded at Qiu Er,