"Okay, Lord Xun, if it's like An Xiao said, and the Snow Spirits need to drink water frequently, then we can go over and reap them in an hour."
Zhen Zhuoxiu, full of confidence in his Spirit Relaxing Powder, made this confident statement.
However, its effect proved to be a hundred times better than Zhen Zhuoxiu had claimed.
In just half an hour, the Snow Spirits in the center of the city had fallen to the ground en masse, like wheat stalks.
At this sight, it indeed seemed time to proceed with the harvest.
With each swing of the sword, Zhen Zhuoxiu, feeling the tedium of the wealthy for the first time, gained five points.
While wielding the Night Evil Sword to harvest, Lu Zixun was looking for the Frost Core.
It was then that Lu Zixun remembered, these weren't real Snow Spirits but projections from the Trial Tower.
Their convergence here was likely an intentional act by the Trial Tower to create some trouble for the Trial Takers.
