Clumsy care.

Mo Yuxin was about to stop Su Yubing, but she took out a very familiar alchemy furnace, made a gesture, and a "Samadhi True Fire" emerged. She stared at the furnace intently, and with a flick of her wrist, she threw the required spiritual herbs into the furnace and made one alchemy gesture after another. Her spiritual power was rising and falling, but like a candle in the wind, it would go out in the blink of an eye.

"Feed me." Su Yubing said.

"Ah?" Mo Yuxin was slightly stunned. Although she was not good at alchemy, she knew a thing or two. She had never seen an alchemist make it this way. And the spiritual power in Su Yubing's body—thinking of this, Mo Yuxin frowned again.

"Fuck." Seeing Mo Yuxin standing in a daze, Su Yubing turned to look at her, with a hint of helplessness in her tone.