Wang Chen had to coax and persuade Yuan Yuan at length before it finally put all the Vermilion Fruit back into its Storage Bag.
The Vermilion Fruit the old turtle had given the little fellow was undoubtedly good stuff.
Just smelling it left one feeling refreshed and clear-headed—if it ate one, who knew what would happen!
Wang Chen believed that these Vermilion Fruit would surely be of great benefit to his cultivation.
But at the same time, Wang Chen felt that—
Yuan Yuan might need them more than he did!
The little fellow had eaten so much Demonic Beast Meat, three or four meals a day, each meal weighing three to five jin.
Yet it had not grown at all so far.
Perhaps these Vermilion Fruit could help it grow up quickly.
That made it even more impossible for Wang Chen to take them!
He boarded the flying boat again and continued on his way.
After arriving in Yunyang City, Wang Chen met Wei Xiong once more at a tavern.
"Brother Wei, sorry to keep you waiting!"
In a private room, he asked with a smile, "How have you been lately?"
Since he had long cultivated in seclusion at home and never involved himself in the sect's disputes and intrigues, Wang Chen had very few friends in the Yunyang Sect.
Wei Xiong was not only his ally, but also a friend he could truly trust!
This tavern was also where the two of them often met.
Earlier, Wang Chen had sent Wei Xiong a Crane Message, and the latter had reserved a private room well in advance to await his arrival.
"More or less getting by."
Wei Xiong laughed heartily, picked up the wine pot, and poured Wang Chen a cup of Rice Wine. "Come, have a drink!"
The relationship