Lu Xuan tucked the Second-Grade Sword Qi Ten Thousand Talisman into his storage bag and happily returned to his room.
The Cloud Leopard Juvenile Beast stared at him with its green eyes, looked at Lu Xuan who was grinning, moved its ears, and then laid down on the ground.
Lu Xuan could roughly guess what the Civet Juvenile was thinking without focusing his mind, walked over to it, and rubbed its fluffy head.
"Meow..."
It was another strained meow.
Unfortunately, its natural condition was evident, and despite its efforts, the grunt still made a gruff sound.
Lu Xuan couldn't help but secretly chuckle; he went into the kitchen, cut a piece of dried cactus meat, tore it into small strips, and placed them in front of the Civet Juvenile.
"The rewards from the perfect quality Spirit Firefly Grass are quite good. It seems that my path to meticulous cultivation has not been misguided."
