Serpent Ancestor

”It’s okay, just remember what you promised me. After I rest for a while and adjust my state, I can help you carve the symbols and infuse the spirit into the talisman.” The Third Cave Master handed over the Green Fish Sword and said.

Yuan Ming immediately respectfully received it with both hands, feeling a cold sensation as if holding a piece of ice. He sensed a faint chill entering his body. After weighing it, he felt that the sword was slightly heavier than before, but the change was not significant.

Huochan’er climbed along his arm and sniffed with a wrinkled nose, immediately showing a disgusted expression. It turned around and crawled back onto Yuan Ming’s shoulder.

It only liked things that were scorching hot, the hotter the better.