As the sun rose in the morning, Jiang Hao left the courtyard with the spirit beast and headed to the Spirit Herb Garden.
He returned to the courtyard at sunset.
He repeated this daily.
Time passed quickly, and Jiang Hao continued to spend spirit stones while also working hard to earn them.
However, what he earned was far from enough to cover his expenses.
Four months later, around early August, Jiang Hao's spirit stones decreased by twenty-five thousand.
He was only left with one hundred and eighty thousand.
He considered spending ten thousand spirit stones on the divine soul of the Holy Master.
He still had much to absorb. He decided to do it little by little.
He headed to the Spirit Herb Garden early that day.
"Why are you up so early today, Master?" The spirit beast yawned.
The peach tree was ripening, and Xiao Li occasionally ate the fruits before dinner.