The Spirit must still have that Transcend Mortality Orb that Yang Wei used in Han Li's past life. Han Li had been so regretful when he thought the Spirit died without him being able to get that. Now, there was no need to worry.
It was better left with him. Transcendenting without fighting a war sounded all too sweet for him not to use the chance, and he already had plans for the Orb.
Han Li teasingly asked, "Oh beauty, tell me, where is the Transcend Mortality Orb which was in your hand?"
Squirming in front of his gaze for a while, the transparent form of the Spirit awkwardly stood silent.
From the side, Liyue said with a face full of curiosity, "Little Spirit, Big Brother just asked you a question. Answer it!"
Han Li's face grew immensely weird at the way Liyue called the Spirit. Little Spirit?
Little Spirit? Really?