Ye had a good meal and drink, then continued his cultivation. His spiritual apertures were already open to thirty-six. During the day, he was too busy and exhausted to break through the barrier of the..."Wow, what a beautiful quail!"

Under the cover of night, Yiyi gazed at the large bird before her. It was plump and its entire body shimmered with a faint red glow, within which flowed a subtle golden thread. The bird let out a piercing cry.

If it wasn't this bird, but the manifestation of a terrestrial leaf spirit's spiritual power, she would have probably held it up in reverence.

Lu Ye's forehead bulged with a blue vein as he corrected, "What do you mean quail This is a fire phoenix. Read it with me, Fire! Phoenix!"

Yiyi stared at him, as if to say, "This is obviously a quail. Don't you think I can't see"er erosion. As long as the talent tree's fuel reserves were sufficient, he could persist indefinitely.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!However, this passive way of cul...