Cao Yu looked at the prisoner's uniform he wore, sensing his weak physique and the emptiness within his Dantian. Extreme panic filled his eyes, and his expression gradually twisted.
Just then, 'Cao Yu's' voice suddenly rang out, "Elder Lin, is this body truly that of an Immortal Sect disciple? It feels so weak, not even comparable to Patriarch Feng's body!"
Hearing Li Xiaohu's complaint, Lin Xuankong smiled. He walked over, raised his hand, and poured a large amount of True Qi into Little Hu's body, immediately dispersing all the Tier Nine Perfection Corpse Scorpion Venom.
Li Xiaohu, whose cultivation had been suppressed to a lower Realm, felt his eyes widen immediately. "Huh, now this feels right. This body feels quite strong now, much stronger than Patriarch Feng's body!"
