Lu Xuan put the second-grade Million Swords Qi Talisman into his storage bag and returned to his room, satisfied.
The Cloud Leopard Juvenile Beast stared at him with emerald-green eyes, glanced at Lu Xuan, who was grinning, twitched its ears, and sprawled on the ground.
Lu Xuan didn't even need to focus his thoughts to roughly guess what the juvenile beast was thinking. He walked over and rubbed its thick fur-covered head.
"Roar…"
Another sound squeezed out with effort, resembling a falsetto.
Unfortunately, its innate conditions couldn't be changed; no matter how hard it tried, there was still an undeniable harshness in its tone.
Lu Xuan couldn't help but laugh. He cut off a piece of dried spiny pork meat from the kitchen, shredded it into small strips, and placed it in front of the juvenile beast.
"The rewards from cultivating Perfect Quality Spirit Firefly Grass were quite decent. It seems my insistence on precise cultivation wasn't the wrong path."
