C70 Leave Canglan!

In the depths of the Sea of Secret Realm, on the sprawling expanse of the Soul Grass plains, fifteen minutes had already passed. Lin Xuan, clad in a white robe, and the somewhat portly Big Yellow, stood up, supporting each other, their bellies swollen from their feast. For a quarter of an hour, they had gorged themselves on an untold number of Soul Grass blades