"You fear neither wind nor frost, rain nor snow. Unyielding in the scorching heat or bitter cold, you stand firm upon the soil of the Ruins Realm! You bear the glory and hope of our Yanzu race!
You have quietly given everything for our Yanzu race!
You are the source of our strength!
You are our unbreakable backbone!
Please bestow upon us your bountiful reward!
We shall strive in our cultivation and soon become the pride of the Yanzu race!"
The Tower Spirit had never heard such sweet words in all its life!
The flame instantly surged more than a zhang high!
In its heart, it silently cursed the Yanzu as a bunch of good-for-nothings!
Why did the little human girl immediately spot its difficulties? Why was she so eloquent?
You bunch of useless trash, all you know how to do is come and poke at me for no reason!
Especially that old Yanzu good-for-nothing, Dugu—he visits the most! Terrified that I might rest a fraction too long!
If my cultivation weren't lacking right now, I would have put him in his place long ago!
Therefore, while the Tower Spirit gave everyone else just a porcelain bottle or a jade box, to Feng Xi it gave... a whole pile!
Chapter 77