Xiang Shui, Zhao Jin.
These were essential.
Zhao Ci also believed this was his optimal configuration.
"It's just..."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose. "If I cultivate this way, my father the Emperor will definitely make me cultivate Kidney Water first. In that case..."
This was what he feared.
As long as his Kidney Water Divine Treasure remained unformed, he had room to maneuver.
But if the Divine Pattern had already condensed, that old lunatic, Old Deng, would really try to dig out his Waizi at any moment.
Gu Xiangzhu asked with a smile, "Do you have a way to deal with that?"
"I do, sort of..."
Helpless, Zhao Ci circulated his True Qi, gathering it in the area of his liver and gallbladder.
Immediately.
Streams of cyan-green energy flowed between his liver and gallbladder.
"Wood Marrow!"
