"What's wrong?"
Bu Chan asked curiously.
Wang Ba slightly shook his head, gently grasped Bu Chan's hand, and said:
"Nothing, Elder Qi from the Beast Peak summoned me."
Bu Chan didn't fully understand, but she seldom interfered with Wang Ba's affairs. She nodded and said, "Then you go. I will take a walk alone."
"Yes, take a walk and then rest."
With a hint of apology in his eyes, Wang Ba looked at Bu Chan before flying toward the Beast Peak.
Before long.
Within Qi Yan's lavish residence on Beast Peak.
Wang Ba stood respectfully beneath the desk.
"Did you remember what I said?"
Qi Yan's voice came from behind the desk.
Wang Ba nodded: "I understand, I will participate in the Dao-asking Conference."
"Good. The prize for the top three in Beast Control discourse is to choose one from many blood essence of Class IV Spirit Beasts."
There wasn't much expression on Qi Yan's face.
However, Wang Ba's heart warmed a bit.
"Yes, Martial Uncle."