“This is the year stone of our Flame Spider tribe. It’s a tradition. Every year, we send a young Flame Spider to the opposite Cloud Trace continent to check the state of primal energy there. Then, they carve a mark on the stone, representing that one year has passed.”,Luo Li instructed, at the same time manipulating with her mind. The spider silk binding the backpack automatically unraveled, flexible as an arm. With a 'rip,' she pulled open a pouch and took out a small knapsack from inside.,Luoli was equally downcast. After ten years as a merchant, this was the first time he had made a loss. He felt pain, reluctance, and unwillingness to let go.。