Fang Xiaocao controlled her spiritual power, constantly searching within King Qinguang's brain,
as if performing an extremely precise surgery.
She meticulously scanned inch by inch, crease by crease, seeking that elusive thing.
Fang Xiaocao would not rest until she found it.
After all, there were far too few hypnotists in this world truly worthy of recognition.
Fang Xiaocao was already among the elite standing at the apex of the hypnosis hierarchy.
Finding a hypnotist equally matched was an extraordinarily rare feat.
At this moment, Fang Xiaocao couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement, eager to compete against this unseen rival.
Using the Blood Jade Ring would be cheating, and Fang Xiaocao, prepared for a showdown, of course refused to rely on it.
Using the Blood Jade Ring would strip away the very joy she was seeking.
Suddenly, Fang Xiaocao's eyes brightened.
She had found it—hidden deep within King Qinguang's brain.
It was a mental seed.
