After returning to Little Spirit Peak, the familiar small courtyard came into view, and the old hen was already waiting at the door.
It tilted its head and stared unblinkingly at the entrance, as if it had long anticipated Zhou Qing's return.
Seeing this familiar scene, a wave of warmth surged in Zhou Qing's heart.
For some reason, when he looked at the old hen again, he felt that the blank look in its eyes seemed to have lessened, revealing a hint of a different kind of liveliness, even a touch of humanity.
Zhou Qing quickly rubbed his eyes, and everything seemed unchanged.
"Could it be that it ate too much spirit stone powder and is about to evolve significantly?" Zhou Qing chuckled self-deprecatingly.
He promptly carried it inside the room. His gaze fell upon two spirit eggs on the ground, and he couldn't help but smile before crushing three mid-grade spirit stones for it.
It started pecking at the spirit stone powder again with little footsteps.
