Mo Liancheng's face was full of dark lines, feeling like crows were flying overhead, "Tan'er, what did I just say?"
"A demon lives in the whip... it's a Dragon Soul." A dragon is considered a type of demon beast, except it's very noble and rare. This bit of common knowledge, Qu Tan'er still has.
Mo Liancheng rarely rolled his eyes.
He was asking her to communicate with the whip using her soul, wasn't he?
Time didn't allow them to talk much.
The current issue needing resolution is the Sealing Palace Array.
Qu Tan'er's mischief eased their tension.
She lay on the steps, gazing at the sky. After a round of bombardment, the spiritual energy visibly thinned a bit. She felt a pang of regret, like something that belonged to her was being stolen, used. "Chengcheng, I'm drooling over the spiritual energy up there. Ahhhh! I want it, I really want it!... Chengcheng, I want it, I want it! I want... oh..."
She wanted it, oh so badly.
More and more, her cries grew more intense and...
