Yun Ran has quite a few treasures, and at the moment, that magic wand is not her main concern.
The Ginsengfruit's smile grew even brighter when he saw his host's gaze land on the ginseng spirit.
He knew for sure that the host would want to ask questions, which is why he hadn't dealt a fatal blow to the ginseng spirit, leaving it with just enough breath for interrogation.
Yun Ran raised her hand and with a stroke of suction, pulled the tightly bundled ginseng spirit wrapped in talisman paper from the Ginsengfruit's hand to her own.
Perhaps because this ginseng spirit took the name "ginseng," the Ginsengfruit felt offended.
He seized the opportunity to start tattling.
"Host, you mustn't spare it—a good healing herb turned into a money-grabbing, life-stealing creature.
Think of all the innocent people it harmed, who merely wanted to harvest a bit of herb and took the time to respectfully pray to the carved idols.
