The Simulating White Python (3)

After two simulations, the sword rabbit's eyelids began to droop, and it fell asleep in a short while.

Wang Ye himself hadn't consumed much spiritual power though.

"It fell asleep again," Wang Ye shook his head.

It was fine though. For now, he had to focus on simulating the white python.

After all, the white python was very close to evolving. It only had two more skills that had yet reached the peak mastery realm.

"It's a pity that there's a mysterious broken sword in the white python's simulation cave. If only the sword rabbit was in the white python's scripted word."

Xiao Jiu's simulation relied purely on recklessness, the white python relied purely on cautiousness, and the sword rabbit relied truly on comprehension.

However, even in the simulation, the sword rabbit seemed to have a hard time surviving for a long time.

"It's too easy for it to die prematurely. Perhaps, it's not because it's sleeping."