These petty blacksmiths, with their furtive and cunning expressions, Ning Zheng instantly understood.
Taking me to see the cultivation process of upper-grade spiritual roots is a sham.
It's clear that secretly they're saying: We've already prepared the groundwork, hurry up and secretly alter the card draw rate to yield SSR spiritual roots.
"Take me to have a look," he said.
Ning Zheng thought with relief, having just returned from an outing, capitalizing on the fame of Xi Rong's emergence, and earning a side income.
Soon, Ning Zheng followed them, traversing the manor's bustling plaza, and arrived at the spirit farmers' area behind.
The plants spread across the mountains and fields, neatly arranged.
In the distance, spirit farmers are planting, evidently having taken a daily task for petty blacksmiths.
The most novel aspect is the opening of a sea field, where various ocean spirit grasses float up and down in the blue sea water.
