C262 The Thorns on His Back

The cocoon on the altar was bouncing around joyfully, isolated by Yang Xiu and unable to approach. Despite the barrier, it could still sense the egg in Yang Xiu's hand—a delightful treat for the cocoon.

Yang Xiu was struck by a sudden realization. If Luoying had to heal everyone like this, she would be worn out. The cocoon, however, was different—it could continuously absorb energy