"Here, this is your New Year money," He said.
After everything was explained, Chen Mobai took out three hundred lower-grade spirit stones, giving each disciple one hundred.
All three disciples happily accepted, as it was equivalent to their annual benefits at the Divine Wood Sect.
"Ming, go open a jar of new spiritual wine, Xuan, go pick some shoots, Wen Bo, catch some rice fish, I will pick up some Jade Bamboo Spirit Rice and catch some spirit chicken. Tonight, we will feast together as master and disciples."
Today was like the New Year in the Eastern Wilderness, and Chen Mobai felt that it was necessary to cook something delicious for the disciples, so he decided to cook himself.
"Oh yes, the disciple from Snow-blowing Palace might feel lonely on her own. Let's invite her over,"
Before Chen Mobai could go down the mountain, he remembered this and told it to Zhuo Ming, who immediately nodded in agreement.
"What is this…?"
