After spending half a day on cultivation work, Lu Xuan waited outside the valley for a while before he caught a passing spiritual crane, spending a spirit stone to return to his cave.
As soon as he pushed the door open, a flash of black light zipped through the crack.
Entering the yard, he saw the Cloud Stepping Leopard sitting gracefully on a rock, its green eyes coldly staring at him.
Lu Xuan couldn't help but chuckle. He walked over and tugged at the tufts of fur on the tips of the leopard's ears, which earned him a loud yowl that seemed to come from deep within its bones.
The straw puppet was still tirelessly patrolling the spiritual field. Lu Xuan remembered that he hadn’t fed it any spirit stones for a while and felt a twinge of guilt. He pulled out a piece of spirit fragment and stuffed it into the puppet's large grassy lump.