"Little Grass God, are you there?"
As Xiao Heng's voice entered the space, Little Grass curled her lips impatiently. Though she did not want to bother with him, the great Little Grass God still answered impatiently, "What is it?"
"Do you have anything more advanced than that fruit that can evolve Magical Beast bloodlines? Can you give me one?"
"I do, but although this little snake's bloodline has declined, its quality is still quite good. That thing... Fine! To be honest, I don't want to give away anything too good, while ordinary ones wouldn't be of much use to him." By the end, Little Grass could not even be bothered to make excuses. Xiao Heng could not do anything to her anyway, and what she said was indeed true. Though the bloodline power of the Nine Netherworld Underworld Python Clan within Yao Ming was weak, its quality was still rather good. Ordinary things truly would not help.
Otherwise, it was not as though this world lacked items capable of returning Magical Beast bloodlines to their ancestors. The Nine Netherworld Underworld Python Clan possessed quite a few such things as well, but at Yao Ming's level, they were no longer of any use.
"It's fine. Just give me one of decent quality." Xiao Heng already understood Little Grass's miserly nature and had not expected to get anything especially good. Still, something passable would be enough.
"Something of passable quality...!"
"Fine! Here!"
As soon as she spoke, a strangely shaped fruit appeared in Little Grass's hand before being instantly teleported into Xiao Heng's.
Taking out the fruit, Yao Ming looked at the unusually shaped fruit in Xiao Heng's hand. He thought Xiao Heng intended to give it to him as a gift. Though he had never seen this fruit before, with his