"Hmm, not bad…"
Ning Daoran nodded with satisfaction.
At this moment, Little Bai's appearance was extraordinary—a head of silver-white slightly curled hair draped over her shoulders, her eyes shimmered like a pool of autumn water, and her delicate features were complemented by patches of white dragon scales that adorned specific spots on her body just perfectly. Dangling from her ears were tiny, exquisite branch-shaped earrings, resembling the material of Nine Dragon Wood.
A spiritual beast with such beauty—many Great Cultivators would surely put her in bed chambers to keep warm at night; it would be a waste not to.
"Gold Wood Dual Attribute…"
Ning Daoran released his Nascent Soul Divine Sense, exploring Little Bai's foundation, and commented with admiration, "Truly remarkable… Little Bai, your current foundation is no less impressive than Old Lu's."
Little Bai's cheeks flushed red.
