The Spirit-Hiding Insect King and the Spirit-Hiding Grass Emperor finally learned Little Book's identity. As for Mo Jiuli's space, they both couldn't help but feel curious and fond of it, particularly due to the abundant spiritual power here. Especially when the Spirit-Hiding Insect King heard Little Book's words, it felt anticipation and excitement...
After all, it had forgotten how many years it had been since it last nurtured offspring. Since it awoke, it had been solitary, its inherited memories telling it what it was. Yet year after year passed, and it couldn't reproduce offspring endlessly like other insect kings, not even knowing why...
"Alright, you can find Little Book if you need anything!" Mo Jiuli said to the dazed Spirit-Hiding Insect King and Spirit-Hiding Grass Emperor, then casually picked a stalk of Spirit-Hiding Grass, fed Guardian Hua a pill, and looked at Guardian Feng and the others: "You all continue cultivating in the space and come out when needed!"
