Since she would be poor sooner or later, Ling Chuxi could not be bothered to be stingy. She threw another five-colored spirit stone to it and then went to look for Chi hanbing.
Along the way, Ling Chuxi pondered over the problem of food. It was unrealistic to feed little yellow with five-colored spirit stones. Even the entire ethereal sect residence might not have the financial resources to feed it with its good appetite, let alone her. However, it could not eat its fill with any other food. She could not just watch it starve to death.
Even though the little fellow was still a little yellow chick, judging from its appetite, it was definitely not an ordinary spirit beast. How could she bear to starve to death? Therefore, he had to think of a way.
Just as she arrived outside Chi hanbing's residence, Ling Chuxi could hear the whistling of a sword coming from inside. Chi hanbing must be cultivating.
