“People deeply believe in the guesses about their ancestors, so this task is arranged by the Spider King every year and intends to continue doing so, it has already become a custom of the Wasabi Flame Spider clan.”,With a rip, Luoli pulled open another backpack, and 5 black grains like dragon pine seeds tumbled out.,On the fourth day, a light spring rain fell. Seeing the dried-up natural stream nearby filled with water, Long Bai finally felt relieved. He used his jaws to clear away weeds between the excavated nest chamber and the stream, dug small pits, and planted three life seeds. Then he brought over small stones to cover them to prevent them from being unearthed by other insects or birds.。