The Demoness' Sharp Eyes

He looked at the bruised spirit beast.

Jiang Hao felt that it would be better to leave it unconscious on the ground than to hang it up like that.

"Senior," he said and bowed respectfully.

This time, he was fully prepared. The tea leaves and the stone tablet were all in order.

"What cultivation realm are you?" asked Hong Yuye as she touched the leaves of the flower gently.

"The middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm," said Jiang Hao.

Hong Yuye got up and looked at him. "Middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm? I think it's the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. What do you think?"

A terrifying aura surged. It was capable of turning everything to dust.

Jiang Hao felt as though he would fall apart at any moment. He lowered his head. "Senior, your eyes are sharp. I am indeed at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm."