The two old men were rather surprised by the kind of plant spirit that Li Hao knew. It was general knowledge that plant spirits were greedy existences. Well, they couldn’t be labeled as greedy as this was just their nature. No matter how many mysterious power stones one gave them, the plant spirits would suck them all dry.0

Many plant spirits were hanging on to life by a thread after so many years. That they survived at all was due to the longevity of their being. They would scramble to absorb even a hint of energy that appeared around them. Spitting out one droplet of Water of Life in return was to the seeker’s good luck. Otherwise, if one met a spirit like General Pagoda, what could be done if the spirit absorbed one million stones and didn’t offer anything as compensation?0

The two old men were hesitant about Li Hao’s proposal to accept refugees. This would be a difficult matter. It wasn’t just an issue of rations, but that a sudden influx of refugees would pose too many problems. Silver Moon lacked in all areas of infrastructure. Everything about these people’s day-to-day would have to be taken...0