C98 How about Taking a Darkling Spectre as a Pet?

Startled by the sound, Yeh Wuming jumped in fright.

He rolled on the spot and sprinted away.

Perched atop a treetop, Ye Kong watched the little Darkling Spectre dash off and couldn't help but chuckle.

A mere Martial Cultivator stumbling upon him and then escaping would be a blow to his pride.

In a blur, the Divine Script, the Illusory, flared to life, and multiple figures gave chase