The mountainside illuminated by moonlight was exceedingly chilly and eerie; due to having been recently opened, beads of dew could still be seen on it.
Ye Jingcheng arranged several storage bags, let out a long breath, but the joy on his face refused to fade.
This time, the harvest exceeded his expectations.
"Everyone gather!" Ye Haiyi's voice rang out in the hall of the cave outside.
Ye Jingcheng collected his expression, tidied his clothes, and walked outside.
By now, most of the clan members had already stepped out.
Although most clan members shared in the joy, conversations inevitably created discrepancies, which could dilute some of the happiness.
"Everyone, come in one by one!" Ye Haiyi specially set up the stone chamber to collect everyone's harvest.
The appearance of the stone chamber also relieved Ye Jingcheng.
This way, it wouldn't be overly ostentatious; though they were all cultivators of the same family, one-on-one collection avoided jealousy.
