He gazed towards a corner in the illusion.
"As expected of you, senior!"
Wuyou's voice sounded in admiration, simultaneously.
Li Fan's gaze fell, and the blurry figure that seemed both real and unreal also became clearer.
"Marvelous, absolutely marvelous! The mythical infant grows even faster than planned!"
"In a few more days, this Spirit Pill will be completely ready. Parental sincere love, innate desire to survive, plus the innate instincts of all beasts..."
"The patriarch will surely be very pleased with this mythical infant."
"After wasting seven attempts, we're finally going to succeed this time." That figure, muttering to itself joyfully.
Calculating the time with fingers, the cultivator flew down, carrying a heart full of expectations, slowly entered the small room.
"Acquiring the mythical infant is his long-cherished dream. Let him remain in the beautiful dream forever."
"Isn't it good to fulfill someone's desire?"