When Yu Lian saw the little energy figure burst from the small flag, she felt a flicker of delight. Her vertical pupils narrowed to needlepoints as she said, "He looks delicious."
Wang Ping also found it somewhat amusing, but he was more on guard. He focused his mind completely, met its gaze, and asked, "Who are you? Are you an Artifact Spirit?"
Artifact Spirits were souls born from certain Magical Artifacts. This required the owner to nourish the artifact with Spiritual Qi for hundreds of years, and even then, the success rate was extremely low.
"Hasn't your master ever told you what a Primordial Spirit is?"
