Familiar
Editor: Henyee Translations
Madam Zhang's gazed eerily at Qiao Mu and boasted, "Little b*tch, let's see if there's anyone who can save you today."
After saying this, she flipped her hand and placed a glowing seed in the center of her palm.
For some reason, Qiao Mu's brow twitched as she observed that seed. A feeling of familiarity washed over her.
Madam Zhang used spiritual energy to unceasingly accelerate the growth of the seed, which surged up violently at terrifying speed.
Countless barbed green vines sought their way toward Qiao Mu's body.
Qiao Mu was unaware of wood spiritual cultivators having such a trump card of accelerating a seed's growth to attack. Unless this seed in itself was powerful enough, it was a slow remedy that could not meet an urgency.
Qiao Mu's expression turned cold, and she jumped backwards to avoid the attacks of several green vines.