Looking at the Spiritual Yuan Grass covering the ground, Chen Yang couldn't help but draw in a breath of cold air.
"I searched for so many days without finding any, and I never expected them all to be here!" Chen Yang's face lit up with surprise, and then he directly took out a small hoe and started digging on the spot.
Eagle brother wasn't idle either; it also worked hard using its beak to help Chen Yang dig up the Spiritual Yuan Grass.
In a short while, a man and an eagle digging in the valley, their basket was filled to the brim.
After digging up so much Spiritual Yuan Grass, Chen Yang felt it was about enough, and left with Eagle brother to head back.
"Now to turn all these Spiritual Yuan Grass into Taming Pellets, and if it's not enough later, I'll come back to dig up more!"
The Spiritual Yuan Grass was abundant beside the stream.
Furthermore, no one would think this grass had any value for use, so as long as Chen Yang knew this place, it was fine.
