C556 Withered Wood Spring Coming Spell

Su Hao's gaze sharpened in an instant.

He scrutinized the wooden-colored sphere closely, a spark of light flickering in his eyes.

"Meng Bing, please see to the Pill Sect's affairs first. I have some business to attend to. Ensure that no one disturbs me while I'm occupied," he instructed.

"Understood." Although Meng Bing was puzzled by Su Hao's intentions, she didn't hesitate