"Damned thing, wake up! These are old women with seniority higher than your great-grandmother, hold yourself together!"
The Artifact Spirit kept shouting in the Sea of Consciousness, while continually shaking the Glazed Bottle.
This was already an old trick, whenever Han Yu had mental issues, just shaking the bottle would work like a charm.
Han Yu felt a sudden clarity in his mind, followed by a chill running through his body.
Damn it, this time he didn't even have any thoughts, just one look and he was captivated.
How ominous!
Chen Xixi initially wanted to criticize, but Mu Zili was now getting beaten more and more miserably, hurriedly transforming into light and rushing back into the battlefield.
Han Yu and the Artifact Spirit looked at each other, silently for a moment, before Han Yu finally spoke in shock.
"Could this guy be Chen Xixi?"
Holy crap, it's fine if Chen Xixi is a woman, but she's a femme fatale?
