Bing Yueyue and Bing Yueshui were extremely enthusiastic. They would drive their small spirit boat to the Spirit Fruit Island every few days. In less than a month, they had transplanted hundreds of various varieties of water-based spirit fruit trees to Haifan City.
"Wangcai, have you advanced?" Wangcai had visibly shrunk, and the battle with the spirit horse had intensified. Back then, Wangcai's provocation of the spirit horse had been almost guerrilla warfare; a head-on confrontation wouldn't work, due to the difference in cultivation.
Wangcai had now reached the level of a late-stage warrior. Why did he say "roughly"? Because Ma Yue himself couldn't see clearly that the little creature's growth and development were abnormal, and it was getting smaller and smaller.
For normal spirit beasts, it is necessary for them to grow bigger and bigger. It is said that some powerful spirit beasts are as tall and mighty as hills.
Perhaps because he ate too much Wangcai fruit this time, he slept for several days. After the obvious painful changes, he became a section smaller, which is roughly the result of advancing. When he competed with the spirit horse again, his strength was basically the same.
This is also the reason why Ma Yue roughly judged Wangcai's cultivation level.
The spirit horse was used to strolling around Haifan City every now and then, eating a few water-type spirit fruits that were not kept in the yard, and fighting dozens of rounds with Wangcai who provoked him from time to time.
Even though it's only been a month, the people of Haifan City have gotten used to it. Is it a spiritual beast capable of cultivating immortality? What's so abnormal about it being a little special?
The spirit horse was like a gangster who ate in a restaurant without paying. He came and went in a hurry.
The three priests and the water bug were furious and decided they couldn't let the spirit horse and the large herd of horses it brought with it go for free. They almost always ate a lot of potato vines. How could they let themselves suffer such a loss? Despite the charlatan's instructions not to make things difficult for the horses.
Every time the herd of horses left, Haifan City would habitually deduct a dozen wild horses as compensation for the loss.
Well, the herds of horses led by Lingma are getting bigger and bigger. It’s only a dozen horses that are lost each time. I guess Lingma doesn’t care.
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