C151 Flos chrysanthemi

If you want it, you want it; if you want it, you want it; if you want it, you want it. Release? This was exactly the thought that flashed through Xuan Wuji's mind.

He looked at his mother's pampering eyes and finally understood. He smiled. "Their wish is to return to the embrace of the sea."

So he went back to the sink and returned them to their place.

"I'm going back to check on Wood