Sirlius and Jin Li exchanged a look, shaking their heads with wry smiles.
Although it was hard to believe, they had to admit that Xi Yueyao's luck was simply heaven-defying. There was nothing to be done; the facts were right in front of them.
"Let's hurry up and capture these Magic Souls before they get away." Having finished his showboating, Feng Hao felt refreshed and invigorated, eager to rush over and claim the Magic Souls for himself.
But faced with so many Magic Souls, a very serious problem soon emerged.
Sirlius's face suddenly clouded over. "Catching them won't be a problem," he said, "but the key is, where do we put them? Magic Soul Crystal Bottles aren't expensive, but who would prepare so many for no reason?"
"True. I only have ten on me," Jin Li agreed with a nod.
