Fu Changsheng released all the Silver-Spotted Poison Snakes from the Spirit Beast Bag into the moat at the foot of the mountain. At this moment, the array light curtain opened, and his elder brother, Fu Changren, who received the news, walked out with an anxious look on his face. First, he looked Fu Changsheng up and down, and seeing that he was unharmed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After entering the mountain.
Fu Changren couldn't wait to take Fu Changsheng to the Spiritual Spring Well, where they saw that the two previously planted Firethorns had already blossomed and borne fruit:
"Patriarch, we did not disappoint. The Firethorn fruits will be ready for harvest in a few days."
"Big brother is indeed a master at planting."
Fu Changsheng sincerely praised and laughed:
"Once the fruits mature, big brother, you should replant the seeds, aiming to grow even more Firethorn fruits next year."
The clan now has an industry.
