A month later. Dawn on Miracle Island.
Ye Lingchen remained in the forest. He held a ginseng in his hand and there seemed to be mixed feelings in his eyes.
That ginseng was the target of Little Foxie's first steal and it was also the best-growing ginseng in the entire farm. With Ye Lingchen's special care, the plant had reached almost 120 years old.
To eat or not to eat? That was the question.
As he weighed his options, Ye Lingchen could not help but glance at Little Foxie next to him. It was holding the herbs with its front limbs and was munching away happily. Those herbs seemed to taste really good, so why not give it a try?
At that point, the little fox slurped up the herbs as if they were noodles and swung its tail from left to right. Spiritual energy enveloped its entire body, adding sheen to its fur and producing a dense aura.
