Rubbing his smooth hair, the ancient god's eyes flashed slightly, and he chuckled, "Don't decide so early, as if you want to leave me. Whether this girl can succeed is still a question."
Maybe she doesn't succeed, but we can still continue to have fun, you silly kid."
Listening to the Ancient God's words, Cang Su looked at the Ancient God with disgust, curled his lips and said in displeasure, "You look down on people too much. Whether it succeeds or not is not up to you."
He was not angry because of Cang Su's words. The ancient god's eyes were smiling like crescent moons. His eyes flashed and he said, "It's useless to talk so much. Let's speak with the facts."
Looking at Cang Su with a hint of probing in his eyes, the Ancient God thought in his heart, whether Cang Su could survive and accept his spiritual origin was still a question.
If you can't stand it, you might die in a matter of minutes.
But at this time, Cang Su's eyes were firm and he said calmly without a trace of fear or flinching, "In this case, please pass on a bit of my spiritual origin."
There was a hint of respect in her tone. Cang Su didn't feel that the ancient gods had any obligation to give her spiritual power for free, so she couldn't lose the due etiquette.
"Then you have to bear it." The ancient god looked at Cang Su with a solemn face with a smile, as if he was very satisfied with Cang Su's respectful attitude.
After speaking, the ancient god condensed his hands into sword fingers, and a touch of light green spiritual energy suddenly rose from his fingertips, and he lightly tapped Cang Su's eyebrows.
He concentrated on alert, his emerald eyes flashed with cold light, and he accepted the origin of the ancient god.
That little bit of spiritual instinct contained extremely powerful spiritual power, rushing into Cang Su's eyebrows like a beast.
Suddenly, Cang Su felt a sharp dull pain in his mind, as if a heavy hammer had hit his head.
Then a mouthful of bright red spit out from the corner of his mouth, Cang Su's body trembled violently, and she couldn't help but stumbled back a few steps.
His face was pale, and cold sweat dripped down in large drops on his forehead. Cang Su's eyes flashed, and he quickly stabilized his still violently fluctuating mind.
Holding back the severe pain in his mind, Cang Su immediately sat down cross-legged, and then a touch of his own spiritual origin began to merge with the ancient god's spiritual origin.
Seeing Cang Su who was vomiting blood, Dandan had a worried look on his face. He looked worriedly at the ancient god and asked nervously, "Master, what's wrong with the new master!"
Listening to Dandan's worried questions, the ancient god looked very embarrassed. He rubbed his thumb with his index finger, stared at Cang Su who looked in pain, blinked, smacked his lips and replied, "That
, Oops, I accidentally didn't grasp it, and gave the little girl a little more spiritual origin."
"Ah...?!" Listening to the ancient god's words, Dandan screamed in surprise, and then asked, "Hey, will the new master be okay? Will he be in danger? What should I do?
Ah? Master, can you take back the spiritual origin you gave me so much?"
Baili Moluan on the side listened to the ancient god's words, his eyes gleamed coldly, his fists clenched slightly, and he looked at Cang Su with a trace of worry on his face.
Not knowing whether it was intentional by the ancient gods, Baili Moluan's heart felt cold, and murderous intent surged crazily in his dark eyes.