"Elder Song has left?"
Under the setting sun, on the porch.
Chen Mu and Mo Wuzhou sat facing each other across a low square table.
"If he hadn't left, this Great Toad wouldn't have shown up at your door." Mo Wuzhou shot the Cold Moon Toad an irritated glance.
Then he looked suspiciously at Chen Mu and probed, "You really didn't feed it some bewitching soup?"
He suspected that Yuanbao's accelerated bloodline development had something to do with Chen Mu.
"You can ask Yuanbao." Chen Mu narrowed his eyes with a cheerful grin.
Mo Wuzhou immediately rolled his eyes. If this Great Toad were willing to talk, would I have come to ask you?
Forget it. It wasn't a bad thing anyway; he had only been a little curious.
"I asked Martial Uncle Song to transfer a batch of scarce materials. They can be used to refine Foundation Cultivation Pills."
"Consider it thanks for helping Yuanbao develop its bloodline. You can go to the Affairs Office to exchange for them tomorrow."
"It's a pity you refuse to explain the situation. Otherwise, you wouldn't even have needed to pay for these materials."
Chen Mu had just begun to feel delighted when he froze.
Help Yuanbao develop its bloodline? When had that happened?
"Could there be some mistake?" Chen Mu was utterly baffled.
Could Return Vitality Soup develop a demon's bloodline?
He had consumed so much of it himself, yet he had not seen any more Secret Apertures open up.
"You don't know?" Mo Wuzhou eyed Chen Mu sideways, disbelief written all over his face.
"Please enlighten me, Senior Brother." Chen Mu spoke earnestly.
Mo Wuzhou immediately rolled his eyes. "You're putting on quite an act. Do you think I'd believe it?"
Chen Mu could not help twitching his lips. Why was