"Master, let us go down! We want to go down."
The two little spirits kicked their chubby little legs in protest, expressing their dissatisfaction.
"A few miles away, there's a relatively flat basin in the mountain stream. You can build dozens of wooden houses there, specifically for storage."
As expected, Little Kingfisher was the Master's good little helper, and it had quickly found the most suitable location in the blink of an eye.
"It seems there's no other way. Jade is fragile and can't be thrown around casually."
Lin Qingluo let go of the two little spirits, and with a flash, disappeared into the courtyard.
"Master, wait for us!"
"We'll help you build the wooden houses."
The two little spirits followed closely behind, joyfully flying towards the basin together.
Shibao was skilled in the Profound Truth of Wood, making tree-cutting and house-building extremely convenient.
With him around, dozens of little wooden houses were completed in less than half a Shichen.