The voice from behind came abruptly, but it reached Zhao Xuan's ears with perfect clarity.
He turned around, delight immediately appearing on his face. "Xiao San, did you succeed?"
"Mm."
A faint smile appeared on Tang San's slightly pale face. He slowly raised his right hand, and a tender green sprout rapidly took root and germinated in his palm. In the blink of an eye, it grew into a stalk of emerald Blue Silver Grass.
Nine soul rings circled the Blue Silver Grass. The uppermost one was blood-red, and the golden radiance contained within added several touches of divine mystery to it, making it appear exceptionally extraordinary.
"Not bad."
Zhao Xuan watched it closely for a moment before slowly letting out a breath. With this, the matter here could be considered settled.
Then his gaze shifted to the golden-yellow paste-like substance beside them. "This is called Whale Paste? What does it do?"
"It is an extremely nourishing substance. Only hundred-thousand-year sea Spirit Beasts can produce it. It greatly nourishes the body, spiritual sense, and Soul Power."
"No wonder."
Zhao Xuan nodded, a trace of eagerness appearing in his gaze as he looked at the Whale Paste. No wonder his Nascent Soul had instinctively developed a craving for it. For his depleted Sea of Consciousness, such a nourishing treasure was undoubtedly a good thing.
"This is mine. No objections, right?"
"Mm."
Tang San nodded without any objection. He had already obtained the greatest benefit. Even if Zhao Xuan had not mentioned it, he would have given the item to Zhao Xuan.
Carefully gathering up the golden paste-like substance, Zhao Xuan divided it into several small portions, placed them into boxes, and stored them in his Soul Tool.
However, after the Whale Paste was removed, there was still a deep-blue pearl in