Shen Chuxue sighed and handed the storage pouch back: "You should personally give this to her."
Han Wan'Er gave a bitter smile: "I'm afraid I won't live to see that moment."
"Then try your best to survive."
Shen Chuxue returned the storage pouch and turned to leave.
Han Wan'Er opened her mouth to say something, but didn't get the chance.
Shen Wang was secretly observing the situation between Han Wan'Er and her child. Seeing them part ways, he did not intervene further, quietly absorbing the essence of plants for cultivation.
As his severely depleted mana quickly recovered, the lush surrounding plants became withered and listless.
He hadn't rested long when the roaring sounds of beasts echoed outside once more, deafening.
As the people were recovering, so were these birds and beasts; more accurately, they were growing by feasting on the blood and flesh they obtained.
