As the name suggested, Feng Tianyang felt that the words "Sweet Rain Talisman" really did not sound like something that could kill insects.
"As for killing the insects, I can give you an answer tomorrow," Feng Jun replied in a deep voice. "Anyway, these are the only methods I can use. The most permanent solution would be to enhance the Earth Vein."
Feng Tianyang fell silent. After a long while, he asked, "Feng Mountain Lord, even if we agree to destroy an Ancient Tea Tree, setting aside whether the new sapling can grow to maturity, even if it does, we will still face a shortage of spiritual energy."
Feng Jun took out a cigarette and lit it. After taking two puffs, he nodded slightly. "That's right. That is the tragedy of the End of Dharma Era."
Feng Tianyang and Senior Brother Zhang exchanged several meaningful glances.
In the end, Feng Tianyang spoke. "Then let's settle on the Sweet Rain Talisman for now. It treats the symptoms rather than the root cause, but at least it can keep things stable... With our fortunes collapsing like this, if we can avoid falling behind amid the greater tide, we will have done right by the patriarchs of generations past."
Feng Jun blinked, a little curious. "You chose the Sweet Rain Talisman... I never expected you to be such a wealthy man, kinsman."
"What wealthy man? We earned it all through hard work," Feng Tianyang replied with a bitter smile. "By the way, if we want to buy a Spirit-Gathering Formation, can't we pay in Xia Currency?"
"Absolutely not. Even gold won't do. It can only be paid for with Spirit Stones," Feng Jun stated decisively. "Those are the rules."
Feng Tianyang fell silent. After a long time, he let out a deep sigh.