Great Evolution

A mere three hundred essence.

Liang Qu would have been embarrassed not to fill it up.

The only question was...

After six evolutions, the seventh required a full hundred and twenty thousand Marsh Essence. Where had A Fei dug that up from?

Had the Frog King given it to him?

One hundred and twenty thousand meant at least twenty-odd high-grade Treasure Fish.

The Great Beaver would have to gnaw wood without rest for two years and piece together over a dozen assembled Ship Models before it could trade for that much! Fat Catfish had previously only ever gone to the Frog Clan to mooch a few bites of Demon Beast meat. When had he become so capable that he could eat high-grade Treasure Fish? Learning that he had another chance to evolve, Fat Catfish was overjoyed. He spun in circles, flinging all the little Merfolk riding him away.

The Little Mirage Dragon on Long E Ying's wrist wore a face full of disbelief. Its dragon claws seized E Ying's sleeve and shook it hard.

"Sister E Ying! Hurry and ask if Boss got it wrong!"

"Idiot! Bug at the bottom of a well! Despicable little bug!" Fat Catfish spat profusely.

"Ah! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

The Little Mirage Dragon hugged its dragon horns and shouted.

Fat Fang had actually leapt over himself and Cannot Move, moving to the very front!

Liang Qu stopped the two beasts from squabbling and asked Fat Catfish how he had done it.

Fat Catfish puffed out his chest, raised his head, waved his long whiskers, and launched into an eloquent account. Liang Qu and Long E Ying sat side by side atop the ice house's dome, patiently listening as A Fei recounted his "road to riches."

From polishing the Frog King's Demon King cave, to making