Stunning Spirit Master

"Haah——~"

In the courtyard of Yue Wuzheng of the Xuanhui clan, the sound of yawning could be heard constantly.

Somewhere in the yard, a beautiful woman with wavy brown hair was sitting in a wheelchair, her eyes full of expectation.

Not far in front of her, a beautiful girl with black hair tied into a ponytail was standing there exerting herself, her face flushed from suppressing pain.

The beautiful girl held her spiritual energy chain tightly in her hand, and the other end of the fiery red spiritual energy chain was directly inserted into the red little lion's body.

The little lion sat there and yawned, his big eyes almost narrowed.

"Ye Guilan, can you do it?"

The little lion raised its front paws, patted the ground hard, looked at Ye Guilan, who was holding back his face and turned red, and shook his head.

"It's been so long, why can't you take it out?"

Ye Guilan raised his eyes and glared at the sacrifice spirit with shame and annoyance. He didn't hold back his breath and immediately broke the skill.

She panted and swayed a few times, her knees seemed to have lost strength and she sat on the ground, sweating like rain.

Wan Qi Wugui quickly turned the wheelchair over, and Ye Guilan waved his hand, "Mom, I'm fine, just...a little weak."

The little lion yawned again, put its little paws on the ground and jumped up, directly in front of her.

"Are you going to try again?"

"Of course, I can't master this kind of ability overnight. I have to practice more and master more skills. I can't just improvise on the spot. Besides... I can't grasp this ability just yet."

"Okay, okay, I'll just stay with you."

The little lion sat in front of her, looking at her forehead hair that was wet with sweat with his golden animal eyes, "You are not energetic. For so long, I couldn't feel you exerting your strength at all."

Ye Guilan twitched his lips, "Who do you think I am? How many times can I succeed?"

The little lion yawned again and raised his paws forward, "I know, I know."

Ye Guilan didn't know whether to laugh or be annoyed because of the helpless old man's tone. He exhaled and wanted to raise his arm to wipe the sweat from his face, but Wan Qi Wugui had already put a handkerchief on it.

Wipe gently, carefully and carefully.

"No rush, take your time."

Wan Qi Wugui couldn't help but glance at the little lion, "As long as no one makes trouble for you, it'll be fine."

The sacrificial spirit bared his teeth in annoyance, "I'm not that boring!"

"Mom, I remember all the steps you taught me very clearly, but when I apply them in practice, the accumulated strength will soon be lost, and I will not be able to sustain myself until the end."

Ye Guilan sat on the ground and began to review the results seriously.

"It is not difficult for me to use my own spiritual energy to activate my mother's bloodline power. At this stage, I am successful every time."

Wan Qi Wugui wiped her sweat while listening to her own analysis.

"It's no problem to use your own spiritual energy chain to guide the separated bloodline power out."

Ye Guilan frowned, "Once it comes into contact with the aura of the sacrificial spirit, the power seems to be deflated, limp, and disappears very quickly. Let alone sending the power of blood into the body of the sacrificial spirit, I can't even extract it."

Can't do it."

"Because I am very strong."

The little lion raised his head and said, "How can a human being control the Phantom God level easily, let alone me?"

Ye Guilan supported the sacrifice spirit. It was right. Regarding the power of spiritual energy, the sacrifice spirit was the strongest, and the other three in the space also tacitly approved of it.

It's really not conducive for her as a beginner to use the strongest hands when she comes up.

"Would it be better if I let Chaoming come out?"

Among the four, Chaoming's aura is the gentlest, but that's relatively speaking.

The little lion was stunned when he heard this and was a little unresponsive. Looking at Ye Guilan's serious thinking expression, the yawning sacrificial spirit who was sitting there suddenly jumped up.

"Ye Guilan! Do you look down on me? I just practice with you. What are you doing to the old man? Is he better than me?"

The roar of the little lion completely interrupted Ye Guilan's thinking. Ji Ling was so energetic that he jumped over and onto her legs. He stretched out his little paws and pressed them on the front of her shoulders.

Those big golden eyes stared at her, "I'm not good enough, so you have to find someone else!"

After Wan Qi Wugui discovered that there was no unnecessary movement in the sacrifice of the spirit, she took back her guarded attitude. She looked at the sacrifice of the spirit in silence, pursed her lips and remained silent.

Ye Guilan was confused, "No, I didn't..."

"What do you mean you don't have it? You have it!"

The little lion pressed her with his paw in annoyance, "I said I'm willing to practice with you, why are you dissatisfied?"

The more I think about it, the angrier I get, the more annoyed I get, and the more I think about it, the more I feel I have lost face.

The sacrificial spirit let out an angry roar and tried to jump away from her lap, but was hugged back by Ye Guilan.

"What are you thinking about? I didn't say you were no longer good. It's just that you are too good, so you have to change."

The little lion was forced into her arms and was about to run away. When he heard these words, he stopped moving and even turned to look at her, "Really?"

"Of course it's true. It's too difficult for you to be a sparring partner at my stage."

Ye Guilan smiled as if to please, "Chaoming's aura is the gentlest, which is more suitable for me now."

The little lion snorted when he heard this and swept his tail lightly, seeming to be satisfied with the statement.

Ye Guilan rubbed its little head and said, "Don't be upset. When I reach the later stages of training, I will naturally let you accompany me. After all, the spirit sacrifice is the most powerful."

The little lion snorted heavily, "That's pretty much it."

After calming down the mood of the sacrificial spirit, Ye Guilan sent it back. After returning, the sacrificial spirit looked at the other three and said in a somewhat disgusted manner, "Did you hear that? Ye Guilan said that I am the best."

Sheng Mie simply rolled his eyes, with an expression that said, "I don't want to care about you at all."

Chaoming smiled softly and said coaxingly like a child, "Yes, I heard you."

Wu-self smiled coldly, full of contempt.

When Chaoming appeared in the spiritual space, Wan Qi Wugui felt a coldness that penetrated her heart, forcing her to take a step back.

An old man with two colors of silver and blue appeared. Unlike the little lion who was transformed into a spirit sacrifice, Chaoming had a human form.

It likes to communicate with Ye Guilan in this way. It likes this human cub very much and is willing to establish contact with her in this way.

However, this kind of attitude is only given to Ye Guilan.

The cold golden eyes looked at Wan Qi Wugui beside Ye Guilan and spoke coldly.

"Back off, your distance makes me feel very uncomfortable."

Although he knew that the relationship between the four of them and his mother was not good, Ye Guilan was still a little worried. Just as he was about to speak, Wan Qi Wu Gui smiled and turned his wheelchair to move away some distance.

Giving his daughter a gentle and comforting look, Wan Qi Wugui said softly, "Mom, it's the same here."

Ye Guilan nodded, and the end of the spiritual energy chain was gently held by Chao Ming, and the cold breath that had just been emitted disappeared, "Little guy, give it a try."

Ye Guilan smiled, "Okay!"

Wan Qi Wugui, who was sitting in a wheelchair, heard Chaoming's tone and the way he looked at his daughter, and his brows began to frown.

She had a bold conjecture, so bold that she herself found it ridiculous.

Is it possible that these four are trying to steal the child from her?