Xi Chi's strength had never been on par with his third uncle's.
Now his Spirit had shown a flaw, and his third uncle had taken him by surprise, using a Spirit Secret Skill to forcibly influence his mind.
"Mm, something's wrong!"
"With Fellow Daoist Xiao Zhe's abilities, even if he couldn't completely resolve Grandfather's problem, he should at least be able to alleviate it…"
Xi Chi steadied his Spirit, a faint sense of wrongness rising in his heart.
He was, after all, a Golden Core expert; even if the middle-aged man had seized the instant when his Spirit was exposed and slipped in.
But a Golden Core expert was still a Golden Core expert.
The Golden Core within Xi Chi's body trembled slightly. A surge of powerful Golden Core force shot straight into his sea of consciousness, clearing his somewhat muddled Spirit by a fraction.
"Why aren't you moving yet!"
