I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Qin Tian said speechlessly, ”Is my place safer than the Dongfang Clan’s headquarters?”

The headquarters houses several Tier Eight Holy Blood Masters, layered defensive formations, and tens of thousands of elite warriors, clearly much safer than this makeshift tent.

”That may not be the case.”

Zhuge Yu suddenly spoke, his tone mysterious, a subtle cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

Hearing this, Qin Tian frowned, his relaxed face instantly turning serious, asking in a deep voice, ”Have ghosts around?”

”Mm.”

Dongfang Haoyue nodded, his leisure gone, replaced by seriousness.

He put down his teacup, speaking slowly:

”Yesterday, while A Yu and I were eliminating a group of Stele Demons, a sudden Spiritual Shock attacked from the darkness during the battle. The technique wasn’t from the Stele Demons but from the hand of a Tier Seven Spiritual Mind Master.”

Tier Seven Spiritual Mind Master.

Qin Tian’s frown deepened.

Dongfang Haoyue stared at Qin Tian, continuing, ”Luckily, the Little Pollo you gave me blocked the first wave of the most lethal shock, allowing me to remain unscathed.”

Qin Tian waved his hand.

To friends of significant importance, he always gifted them a Little Pollo to guard their soul.

The starting level of Little Pollo can reach Tier Five, and then, by feeding it various Spiritual-type Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, along with the owner’s daily spiritual nurturing, their strength can rapidly improve.