It had been a long time. Ji Ziyue was just as before, with dimples when she smiled, sparkling little tiger teeth, and those large, crescent-shaped eyes, lively with a hint of playfulness.
"Where are you looking?" Li Heishui smirked.
Ye Fan's face turned red. He had unwittingly activated his Source Heaven Divine Sense earlier, but his X-ray vision hadn't worked. A thin veil, like a mist, shrouded Ji Ziyue's Immortal Body, making her appear vague and indistinct.
He couldn't fathom what it was. Perhaps, as the Peacock King had said, Ji Ziyue possessed a special constitution. Or maybe, as Little Moon herself often used to say, she carried a secret treasure.
"How did the Divine Silkworm end up in the Ji Family's Little Moon's hands?" Li Heishui was shocked.
Ye Fan was also stunned. Ji Ziyue was holding the Golden Little Spirit, teasing it with a mischievous smile. How did this sneaky little thing get caught?
