404. Chang Lan, Little Brat Lan.

I turned to look at Ninth Master Chang and saw his confounded expression, which told me...

This handsome man is utterly useless!

He didn't even know what his own son was talking about now. If he, a vine snake, was clueless about it, I, a human who had lived for several decades, definitely had no idea. With patience, I rubbed Chang Lan's chubby little face, having no clue what other little winged snakes are supposed to look like.

I only knew that my baby...

Even in his original form, was pudgy. Smiling, I said,

"That... Can you explain to Mommy what a Holy Battle Body is? I've never heard of it..."

Chang Lan turned back into a pudgy little boy, but this time, he remained floating in the air, his tiny wings flapping adorably...

He looked like a little sprite.

"Everyone can practice a specialized technique, wait a moment! I'll get the book I've prepared for you, and as soon as you look at it, you'll immediately understand what it's all about. Just wait for me!"