Drunk
Editor: Henyee Translations
Qiao Mu was still immersed in contemplating the Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal's usage of wood spiritual energy.
Afterall, the Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal's control of the wood spirit had truly attained the highest degree of perfection, being able to manipulate it as he pleased. Just watching him do it was so pleasing to the eyes.
The wood spiritual energy submitted obediently in his hands, transforming as they were bid.
She wondered when she would be able to achieve this.
Qiao Mu looked down and took out two jugs of bamboo leaf brew. "On account of you teaching me a spiritual technique, I… eh? Lian!"
When had Mo Lian come over?
Why had the two come to blows?
She had no idea when they had flown out of the room, having exchanged no less than several hundred moves on the rooftop.
Qiao Mu hastily ran out from the room and beckoned toward them from where she was standing in the courtyard. "Stop fighting."