"Jiaren, what kind of behavior is this?"
Gong Qingqiu hurriedly pulled Xie Jiaren away, pointed at her nose, and gave her a few words of reprimand.
Ye Feng quickly straightened his clothes, and said with a stern face,
"Xie Jiaren, I can't give you the Demon King's corpse for now, but I can give you a piece of Fanged Mad Pig meat first to see if you can refine higher quality Spirit Beast Feed."
Upon hearing the first part of his sentence, Xie Jiaren's face fell, but the latter half immediately brightened her eyes, and she grinned, laughing, "It seems that Sect Master Ye doesn't trust my skills. Well then, I will show you what I can do."
Ye Feng threw a hundred-pound piece of Fanged Mad Pig meat on the ground.
"You have one month. If the quality of what you refine is good, we can have a deeper cooperation in the future."
"How much deeper?" Xie Jiaren teased.
