Su Bei looked at the Supreme Yang Lotus Root before him, its vibrant, flowing radiance intermingling where it connected with the Supreme Yang Lotus Flower.
The corners of his mouth grew increasingly peculiar as he slowly reached out, stroking it bit by bit.
He was now more certain than ever that this object was indeed what he had suspected it to be, but he didn't know if it worked the way he imagined...?!
HISS—
He took a deep breath, letting it swell gently in his chest, calming the excitement within him.
Anyway, Nan Ji will be back in a few days... I might as well give it a try.
It must be missing something.
...
AHEM—
After emerging from the crevice, Su Bei covered it with a large rock.
Ensuring that the bubbling hot air was no longer visible, he slowly floated to the surface of the water.
Looking at the small boat that held their memories, Su Bei's white shirt fluttered in the wind.
