Chu Lingguang stepped forward for a look and saw Mo Shuang holding the Spiritual Monkey by the scruff of its neck, lifting it off the ground. Its fur had transformed, turning a brilliant red. It was about the size of a common yellow dog. Once caught, it had become surprisingly docile and even looked like it wanted to curl up on Mo Shuang's arm and sleep.
"This little guy is very cunning. Don't let it fool you."
Mo Shan warned.
The four of them then carefully examined the Spiritual Monkey's limbs.
Chu Lingguang watched, a look of confusion on his face.
Mo Shan explained, "Once a Spiritual Monkey's blood has been let, it loses its healing properties."
"Oh."
Chu Lingguang looked surprised. 'It seems the Spiritual Monkey's blood can only be used once,' he thought.
"Its blood hasn't been let, so the Spiritual Power is still inside it. Put it in the net and chain it up."
Mo Shan said happily.
"SKREEE!"
