Phoenix Spirit Blood.
Just hearing the description of its effects, Wei He knew how precious it was.
Not to mention its formidable effect of extending one's life by twenty years, and that it had been personally bled and prepared by a Grandmaster.
This gift upon meeting made him involuntarily compare it to the treatment he had received back at the Wushi Sect.
The difference between the two was like heaven and earth.
Though that had also been because his aptitude had been abysmal back then. Still, Wei He could not help comparing them.
"You can open it now and drink it right away. The sooner, the better." Zi Yin patted his shoulder.
Wei He nodded and opened the box.
Inside was a small golden bottle surrounded by heaps of black herb shavings.
The bottle was made of pure gold.
The moment he picked it up and opened the cap, a rich floral fragrance wafted from its mouth.
Wei He peered inside. In that instant alone, he identified the many medicinal herbs blended within.
As a master of poison arts, he had once been able to discern prescriptions from their scents. Now, he was naturally even more skilled.
Wei He gently raised the bottle to his lips and tipped it back.
The thick blood slowly flowed into his mouth, gelatinous in texture, yet not a drop clung to the bottle's inner walls.
But out of caution, he did not swallow it immediately. Instead, he held it in his mouth and carefully sensed the changes within.
After waiting a short while and confirming there was no poison in it, Wei He began swallowing it slowly, one small mouthful at a time.
Though his Righteous Law Art had greatly enhanced his poison resistance, to the point where ordinary lethal poisons posed no more