Qingfeng transferred his spirit energy into the Treasure Hunting Rat's spirit energy and helped it recover.
Shortly afterwards, the Treasure Hunting Rat's spirit energy opened its eyes, and it quietly said, "Thank you master, did you want me to find something for you?"
Qingfeng awkwardly smiled, as he slightly embarrassedly said, "The Black-and-White Millstone just told me that the Primitive Immortal Sutra is here, but I couldn't find it after looking for it for quite some time. I still need you to help me find it."
The Treasure Hunting Rat's soul might be very weak, but it still said, "Don't worry, master. I'll immediately help you find the Primitive Immortal Sutra."
The Treasure Hunting Rat's soul flew out from the depth of Qingfeng's mind, as it uttered an ancient chant and spell.
This was a chaotic curse, Qingfeng found it very familiar when he looked at it.