Yan Zhexian was happy to win, but she didn't want to lose. She said, "If you can really prove the value of this worm, more than 1,000 Godstones. If I win, I'll give it to you for free."
"Okay! I'll remember that!" said Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen walked up to Seven-Armed Elder, reached out his hand, and said, "Senior, can you let me keep this worm for the time being?"
Seven-Armed Elder opened his palm, and the colorful worm flew into Zhang Ruochen's palm under the cover of spiritual power.
For some reason, the colorful light on the worm's body was much dimmer than before. It had lost a lot of its lifeforce and was in low spirits.
After falling into Zhang Ruochen's hand, the worm's spirit suddenly increased. It opened its small, lively eyes and crawled intimately in the palm.
Its lifeforce recovered speedily.
The cultivators present were amazed.