Chapter 565: Just Let Them Hold Onto It for Now
“Daoist priest! Your water is gone!”
“I know.”
“Where did it go?”
“Somewhere far away.”
“Do you know where exactly?”
“Of course I do.”
“When are you going to get it back?”
“There's no rush.”
There was no reason to travel at night.
The water-element spiritual resonance wouldn’t disappear or be lost. If anything, whoever took it was probably storing it even better than Song You had. So what was the rush?
Leisurely, he walked into the room, took out a freshly purchased sheet of paper, and picked up a brush dipped in cinnabar. He began drawing talismans.
That water-element spiritual resonance had always been the most fluid, the most vibrant, and the one he understood best. At times, it even felt alive. He had found it years ago, in the offshore waters of Langzhou, where it had been battered by the wind and rain ever since. Perhaps it deserved a break—being enshrined somewhere for a few days wouldn’t hurt.