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The day's lessons had already begun, but for some reason, none of the friends hurried to their classroom to attend. Instead, the five of them sat together for a long time, chatting about their daily lives until they finally parted ways.
The feeling of being with friends always warmed the deepest parts of one's heart, bringing a sense of comfort and fulfillment that helped Lan Feng improve slightly. His white feathers slowly regained celestial brilliance.
When the friends returned to the courtyard to cultivate, Yan Xiaobao finally felt a surge of excitement brewing within him. A thrill aroused by one particular thing. It was now time to spend some of the money he had earned from the auction the previous day.
The academy's currency was once again tied to the Memory Stones, so Yan Xiaobao extracted a spirit coin from his golden Memory Stone and added it to his student badge, then steadily made his way to the medicine outlet he had seen before but never entered.
