Wrist?
Mu Ting Ye's eyes moved towards Yu Shi Lan's slender finger that was holding onto his veins. After practicing on her own, Yu Shi Lan's hands have started to grow calluses from her swords' training.
It was no longer the rough hand from too much housework.
But the hand of a practitioner.
Yu Shi Lan silently inputted some Qi into Mu Ting Ye's body and checked his constitution. Her eyes flickered slightly when she couldn't sense the spirit root from him.
'He had no spiritual root…'
'Miss, don't be sad!' Xiao Mao was directly alarmed when she sensed the violent emotional fluctuation from Yu Shi Lan. 'Even though Mu Ting Ye didn't have any spiritual root, he could still become a powerful cultivator through body tempering. After reaching Foundation Establishment, he will have a fake spiritual root that will help him to cultivate.'
But this path is harder.
Xiao Mao didn't know much about the details, but she knew these cultivators would not have it easy.
