C291 Chapter 291

For now, because Yan Luo still lacked that spark of spiritual energy, all she could claim was a single enchanted herbal field—and it was the one that already belonged to her.

When everything was set, Feng Xie opened his eyes and let out a slow breath. Then he smacked the little fuzzball beside him—still staring and trembling—straight into it with one slap.

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The next morning, before dawn