On a plain hundreds of thousands of miles from the Pill Tower, a young cowherd sitting atop a green ox slowly raised his head after the Pill Tower Grand Elder left the Small Pill Tower. His gaze drifted toward the Pill Tower, and his clear eyes were filled with the weathered wisdom of one who had seen through the world.
"What has happened at the Pill Tower, little one?" An aged voice came from the mouth of this teenage cowherd, creating an inexplicable sense of dissonance. Yet beneath those weathered eyes, it somehow felt strangely harmonious.
The pill in the Small Pill Tower Great Elder's hand was an extremely tiny fragment separated from his true body. As a part of him, he had sensed it the instant the Small Pill Tower Great Elder took it out.
Though the cowherd's tone was helpless, he did not leave. Instead, he headed toward the location of the Small Pill Tower Great Elder within his senses.
As someone he had watched grow up, he knew the Small Pill Tower Great Elder's character. Unless it was an exceptionally important matter, he would never come looking for him of his own accord.
The cowherd lightly tugged the reins. The green ox stepped into the void, and amid a deep bellow, slowly vanished from the horizon.
While flying, the Small Pill Tower Great Elder suddenly felt unable to keep hold of the pill in his hand. It flew directly ahead.
Not only was the Small Pill Tower Great Elder not alarmed, he instead stood to one side with a respectful expression.
Sure enough, under the Small Pill Tower Great Elder's gaze, the space ahead fell silent for a moment before slowly beginning to ripple. The Green Ox Herder Boy appeared within that space.
Upon seeing the Green