How could Shang Yanting not see it? This wasn't about dry eyes, it was wanting to try everything.
He gathered a ball of pure Spiritual Power in his hand and slowly input it over her head. It felt as comfortable as an amazing massage.
"Wow."
Jia Xitong exclaimed with her eyes closed.
This skill surpassed that of an old master with forty years in the massage industry.
"By the way, have you calculated where the Merfolk tribe is?"
She hadn't forgotten the main task.
"Yes, we've calculated it."
Shang Yanting nodded. At this moment, they were advancing towards the location of the Merfolk tribe.
Deep South Sea
Following the location calculated by Mr. Bo, they dove into the water.
Among the five of them, Mr. Bo was probably the most uncomfortable. As a mortal without any Magic Treasures, just half an hour in the water was enough to almost deplete his Spiritual Power, causing blood to flow from his mouth and nose.
