The night was still rather peaceful. These young disciples of the Lin family stayed in the cabin obediently, cultivating and healing.
There were not just a few cultivators who were injured during the day. They all more or less had some injuries, and there were even some who had injuries and foundation.
At night, Lin Xuan stayed in the cabin alone. He let the baby dragon out to relax.
Perhaps because it had eaten too many spiritual fruits or because the baby dragon's growth pattern was like this, after staying on the spirit ship for less than two weeks, the baby dragon was already two heads larger than Lin Xuan.
Moreover, the baby dragon's appetite increased with its size. If it continued to grow at such a speed, Lin Xuan suspected that he might not be able to feed such a dragon.
He casually took out a red spiritual fruit that was larger than a fist and threw it in the air.
