Bai Mo and Little Golden Cuff cleaned up all the snack wrappers from the table and threw them into the trash bin, then left without a trace.
In the next room, Mo Lanyou sat cross-legged on a cushion, looking up at the ceiling with an expression devoid of joy or sorrow.
He had already confirmed himself as a once-in-a-millennium extraordinary talent!
Thirty consecutive attempts at the Immortal Grass Destiny Writing Technique had succeeded ten times!
He obtained ten super seeds that have never been seen in history!
The Ancient Immortal within the depths of his eyes was even more dumbfounded, questioning life, wondering if he had underestimated himself.
This disciple, so abnormal?
Why didn't I notice before?
Mo Lanyou picked up another seed, casually performing the Immortal Grass Destiny Writing Technique once more!
Whoosh...
Flames licked it, leaving only a wisp of flying ash.
"Ha, no fear.
"Once more!"
...
A fierce wind swept into the Bronze Hall.
