The air over the warship's deck still carried the grim, killing aura left behind by the fierce battle.
The Primordial Ancient Dragon and the Black Jade Qilin respectfully approached Lin Fan. Neither of them exuded the same sharp aura as before. After sweeping through more than a hundred Ancient Dragon Puppets in succession, even beings as powerful as them could not help but feel their strength waning.
Several shallow cracks marked the Primordial Ancient Dragon's golden scales, and a corner of the Black Jade Qilin's robe had been torn. However, neither had suffered any serious injuries; their breathing was merely a little heavy.
Little Ruo Xuan hid behind Lin Fan, poking her head out to look at them. After hesitating for a moment, she finally gathered her courage, took several spirit fruits from her bosom, and carefully walked up to them.
"Brother Black Jade, you worked hard."
Her voice was soft, carrying a trace of sincere concern.
Holding the spirit fruits in her palms, she offered them to the Black Jade Qilin. Blinking her bright eyes, she added, "Try these fruits. They can restore quite a bit of your strength."
The spirit fruits were crystalline in color, their surfaces faintly flowing with a soft radiance, giving off a sweet, fresh fragrance.
They came from the territory of the Dark Dragon Clan. Whenever Ruo Xuan felt peckish, she would eat them as snacks. Though they could not improve one's cultivation or strength, they contained a considerable amount of pure energy, enough to help the two quickly recover their depleted stamina.
The Black Jade Qilin lowered his head and glanced at the fruits. He did not hesitate for long.
He had tasted these fruits back in the Flood Dragon Clan's territory and knew the little girl meant well. He nodded and said,