In truth.
Feng Xian was about the same age as Zhu Zhuqing, also just over nine years old, though she was slightly taller.
Her figure had not developed as dramatically as Zhu Zhuqing's, but it was still not to be underestimated, far better than that of ordinary girls her age.
It was nothing like what Zhu Zhuqing had thought... normal.
Zhu Zhuqing suppressed the envy in her eyes and reluctantly withdrew her gaze from Feng Xian's chest, turning to her equally youthful yet delicate and gentle face. In a cool voice, she apologized:
"Sorry. I killed this Saber-Toothed Tiger, so I'm afraid you won't be able to absorb its Spirit Ring."
Feng Xian tightened the strap of the small bamboo basket on her shoulder and turned to look at the Saber-Toothed Tiger lying on the ground.
The Saber-Toothed Tiger had already breathed its last. A bright yellow Spirit Ring soon condensed above its corpse, floating in midair.
This Saber-Toothed Tiger Spirit Ring was roughly five to six hundred years old, making it indeed suitable as her Second Spirit Ring.
If she could absorb this Spirit Ring, she could successfully break through to level twenty-one and become a more respected Soul Grandmaster.
Then she could collect a larger Spirit Master Monthly Allowance from Spirit Hall, allowing her and her mother to live a little better without being so financially strained.
Unfortunately, she had not killed the Saber-Toothed Tiger.
She could not absorb this Spirit Ring.
A trace of regret flashed through Feng Xian's eyes before quickly disappearing. She waved at Zhu Zhuqing.
"It's a little regrettable, but it's fine. I wasn't here to hunt a Spirit Ring anyway, so you don't need to apologize."
"Speaking of which, I should thank you for helping me. If it hadn't been for you, I