The sudden Divine Sense probe made Feng Hao break out in a cold sweat. After all, this kind of close-contact examination could detect his Genetic Tree.
Therefore, the moment Yang Caide placed her hand on his forehead, Feng Hao discreetly activated his bloodline energy, hiding the special branches of his Genetic Tree. There was no other way; if the abnormality of his Genetic Tree were discovered, he would, nine times out of ten, end up like that otherworldly demon, tied up in Sun Yaowen's laboratory to be studied.
Fortunately, Yang Caide didn't probe his sea of consciousness, but merely controlled her Divine Sense to scan through all the meridians in his body.
A moment later, Yang Caide opened her eyes, her mature and beautiful face filled with gravity. "What on earth did you do? Why are your meridians damaged to this extent?"
"Um... does absorbing a Level 3 Magic Crystal count?" Feng Hao asked weakly.
