"Hurry up and ask."
Little Kingfisher couldn't wait and urged his Master impatiently.
"Alright, I'll ask, you little money-grubber."
Qingluo playfully smiled and lovingly poked the little cutie's wing.
Shibao's reply came quickly: "Master, there's no problem. The Primordial Orb is vast and boundless; forget about a single vein, it could easily handle an entire volcano."
"Ahem."
Qingluo coughed gently twice: "Is there a need to exaggerate?"
"Master, Shibao isn't boasting."
The Stele spirit explained seriously: "The Primordial Orb is an undeveloped little world, and its space is large enough to rival the entire Chonghe Continent."
"Master, is it ok?"
Qingluo hadn't responded, and Little Kingfisher became a little anxious.
"Sure."
Qingluo smiled and gave her little cutie a reassuring look, memorizing the password Shibao taught her.
"That's great!"
Little Kingfisher cheered happily: "From now on we can take away all the veins we find."