The Red Flame Fox kept chirping incessantly, its claws scratching involuntarily.
Under Ye Jingcheng's command, it couldn't approach on its own, but at this moment, it appeared pitiful, its sky-blue eyes filled with grievance.
This scene made Ye Jingcheng somewhat troubled.
But out of responsibility for the Red Flame Fox, Ye Jingcheng locked the fox in the room and entered the Inner Courtyard alone, where the number of spiritual beasts had recently decreased.
First, because more cultivators were buying them, and second, the clan cultivators had also been making fewer trips to the Taihang Mountain Range.
At this moment, Ye Jingli was also taking care of the Azure-scaled Python.
"Jingcheng, look quickly, what do you think of the Meteor Hammer artifact on its tail?" Ye Jingli introduced to Ye Jingcheng with much interest.
