Chapter 392 Massive Harvest_2

If it were not for the strengthening of his right hand's fingers, muscles, bones, and skin from the treatment of a Rank-3 medicinal unguent, he might not have been able to withstand such impact.

With ample Spiritual Energy, Chen Mobai could finally meditate at ease.

"Has Master not finished his retreat yet?"

At the foot of Xiao Nanshan, Luo Yixuan, who had already returned, looked at the dense spiritual energy gathering at the top of the mountain, approximately forming a long white fog-like dragon, and somewhat helplessly asked Zhuo Ming beside her.

"Isn't Master's one and a half years retreat a halfway normal occurrence?"

Zhuo Ming, wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat, inspected the growth of the Spirit Rice plants in the Spirit Field. Meanwhile, she spoke in a normal tone.