At this moment, in Han Xing's territory of over a thousand squares, various materials were once again piled up.
Just over a hundred thousand spirit cores formed a small two-meter-high mountain, and the spiritual qi it emitted almost turned into mist, making anyone who took a breath feel refreshed.
At this moment, Coal Ball was excitedly jumping up and down on the mountain of spirit cores.
The little creature experienced for the first time the thrill of being overwhelmed by delicious food.
Coal Ball occasionally opened its mouth, swallowing a big bite of spirit cores, at least a dozen at a time.
Han Xing let it eat its fill, since with the amount of spirit cores in this pile, Coal Ball could eat for years and still not finish them!
However, after a few bites, the little creature couldn't continue eating.
It seemed full to bursting, comfortably finding a patch of grass to lie down on, flipping its belly up, and fell into a deep sleep.
