Soul Core

"Thank you, Teacher Mu Ye!"

After accepting these items, Yun Feng thanked Mu Ye.

"Why are you being so polite with me? If it isn't enough, there's more. I've already had your senior brother Ruheng dig some up."

"Remember, use these slowly. Don't use them all up at once!"

Mu Ye said with a wave of his hand.

After leaving the items behind, he departed.

Faced with such generosity, Yun Feng directly entered a brief period of seclusion.

Supplements that would have lasted others one or two years were completely absorbed by Yun Feng in just a few days.

Of the Golden Dragon Spear's eight Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, the last one gradually took on a crimson hue. It was advancing toward one hundred thousand years.

Geniuses truly needed resources to nurture their success.

"What a pity."

Yun Feng muttered.

While she was in seclusion, Mu Ye continued sending over all sorts of pills and treasures.

Seeing Mu Ye being so attentive, Zhenhua wore an odd expression.

"I say..."

"What's gotten into you? Why are you so worked up?"

"It's for the little girl!"

Mu Ye looked seriously at Zhenhua and said, "Don't you want the little girl to grow stronger as soon as possible?"

Zhenhua immediately nodded. "Of course I do, but too much is as bad as too little."

"What if you put too much pressure on the little girl like this? It's better to take it slow and proceed step by step. If anything happens to her, Chen Xinjie won't let either of us off."

"Even I wouldn't forgive myself."

"Neither would I!"

Mu Ye answered.

Looking at Zhenhua, he continued, "Don't worry. I'm only giving the little girl all kinds of heavenly treasures. I'm not pressuring her."

"Besides, I repeatedly warned her not to use everything at