Fang Zhou poured out all the souls from the gourd and said to the Firekeeper, "Are these enough?"
The Firekeeper looked at the souls in her hands, momentarily speechless.
In the past, there were occasional outsiders who stumbled upon this place, but none had the obsession like Fang Zhou to collect the souls of the slain monsters.
The Firekeeper needed to stay by the bonfire and couldn't venture out to hunt monsters for fuel, so she could only watch the flame dwindle day by day.
After a long while, the Firekeeper softly said, "Thank you, it's already enough."
She slowly brought her hands to the bonfire, slightly opening them, and the souls in her hands immediately poured down, consumed by the flames.
After adding the souls, Fang Zhou felt the flames became much more vigorous, the light shooting far into the distance, evidently showing these souls as very qualified fuel.
