What Jun Yan consumed was not the flesh of the demonic mushroom itself, but the flesh of a demonic mushroom capable of producing condensed dew. Naturally, it was no ordinary thing.
However, Qin Fengming could not see what was unusual about this demonic mushroom flesh.
Of course, they had not yet come into contact with the true demonic mushroom flesh. What they had were merely spores.
But these spores had split off from the demonic mushroom itself, so they should have originated from the same source as the demonic mushroom flesh. In terms of both texture and material properties, they should theoretically be the same.
Jun Yan did not know what use these materials had, nor did he have any interest in consuming them. Qin Fengming, however, continued collecting them with tireless enthusiasm, because he always felt that this demonic mushroom flesh could not possibly be useless.
Qin Fengming had not expected this thought of his to become reality so quickly.
Just after he sent a large amount of spore flesh into the Xumi Cave Dwelling, a voice transmission suddenly sounded. It informed Qin Fengming of something that delighted him.
He Xiang had tossed those pieces of spore flesh to all the spirit beasts he was raising.
What He Xiang had not expected was that although the other spirit beasts showed little interest in these seemingly useless materials, the Ice Wolf Beasts displayed excitement.
The instant a huge mass of spore matter appeared before the Ice Wolf Beasts, the beasts immediately scrambled to devour it.
The moment this scene appeared, He Xiang was overjoyed. It was enough to prove that these material substances, which seemed to have no use at all, were not truly useless.
Yet a later action, one He Xiang had performed without harboring the slightest expectation, suddenly