Exchanging Flowers

Suddenly, the soul flame brightened in Yan Luo’s eyes. It then raised its head, and looked towards Shi Mu. The black smoke around its body had also somewhat thickened. In addition, a whirlwind had also begun to originate around its body. Then, Yan Luo’s hand moved, and slowly raise the bone spear.

"Don’t be impatient! I can give you this flower. But, you will have to exchange your green flower for this one," Shi Mu said. Then, he waved his hand and the red lotus appeared in his hand again. He then pointed at the green flower that was inserted in Yan Luo’s head.

Yan Luo’s soul flame twinkled twice; it seemed like it was somewhat hesitant. But, its hesitation subsided as its eyes fell on the flower that was in Shi Mu’s hand. It took down the green flower from its head, and tossed it towards Shi Mu. And, it clamped its hands to catch the red lotus at the same time.