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Shang Huan stood in the dense forest, his small eyes fixated on the five Wood Spirit Boys on the ground.
He immediately pulled out a palm-sized scroll from his sleeve. He skimmed over the awkward Curse Words and carefully read the detailed introduction that followed.
"To be used continuously for three days, one must soak them in Spiritual Pulp?"
"Even if used sparingly, five days is the limit."
"If you want the horse to run, you must feed the horse, right?"
"Spiritual Pulp!" Shang Huan trembled with excitement.
"No wonder Mr. Gongsun agreed to Mo Wuzhou's extortion."
"So that was his plan!" Shang Huan's eyes shone with excitement.
Mo Wuzhou was greedy and shrewd, but in the end, Mr. Gongsun was still one step ahead!
Having bought the Wood Spirit Boys, one would need to come and buy Spiritual Pulp to use them!
Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!
No, I must quickly stockpile a batch of Spiritual Pulp.
