He'd come here to find one of the very first beings ever born, to undo the Wind Spirit Energy in his body—could this guy really be the one?
But this was just a Tendril Person, not that very first being.
The cultivation level was unfathomable, sure, but definitely not that one.
Yet this was indeed the right destination, no mistake about it. But here there was only a single tree wrapped all over with vines, reaching a thousand zhang tall, not even a single house on it, not even a shabby thatched hut.
"Hey, you little brat, what's your name, huh?" The Tendril Person suddenly spoke in dialect. No—strictly speaking, he'd been using dialect from the start, nothing like any formal language.
"I am Ling Tianyu." Ling Tianyu cupped his fists and replied.
When the Tendril Person heard that, his body shifted and he circled around Ling Tianyu a couple of times. Though he was a Tendril Person, he had quite a human shape to him.
