Chapter 206: Am I a Walking Miracle Drug?

Hermoine had been curious too. Weren't cultivators like Atreus Lyson supposed to hide away in remote mountains? How had he ended up back in the public eye? Even a Loose Cultivator shouldn't have liked a city, where the spiritual energy ran thin. "Fine. Either way, I'm not the one losing out." Atreus Lyson sat down on the couch with Hermoine in his arms. One Shellfruit on the little tree had vanished. The room's temperature seemed to have dropped with it. Even standing close to the sapling, he...