There, something extra had appeared.
Incredibly hidden, yet Tao Qian was somewhat exceptional today.
Reliant on the Innate Sense given by Senior Sister Lingji and his highly developed spiritual vision, he could see things other cultivators could not.
For instance, a thread of True Spirit?
Inside the giant toad's body, in a rotting tumor, there was a faint figure hidden.
This person was plump and white, with a face full of prosperity, wearing a blue Daoist robe, playing with a string of spirit treasure coins, sitting on a Jade Toad's back, his demeanor resembling a rich man from the Mortal World who was always smiling, and looking rather naive up close.
"This is my Uncle Jade Toad's True Spirit?"
No wonder Tao Qian couldn't help but doubt.
It was because this person, Master Jade Toad, was drastically different from the current ferocious and fierce one-horned giant toad.
