Hidden not far away, Lin Qiye caught the scent of that strange fragrance and raised his brows in surprise.
"It smells so good... What exactly does this bloodline belong to?" Lin Qiye murmured to himself.
If he had guessed correctly, the fragrance coming from Fang Mo was likely connected to the medium used when she became an agent of a Great Xia God.
Just as Shao Pingge had said, for a Great Xia God who had yet to fully awaken, only by using some kind of medium as a tool could its power be passed on to an agent.
When Shao Pingge obtained White Wuchang, the medium he used was Yanluo Hall. Beyond that, any object or living creature could serve as a medium—a Jade Ruyi, a sword, a pot of medicinal wine... The medium used when Fang Mo became an agent was probably the source of this strangely fragrant bloodline.
"Coming all the way to such a remote place to treat your wounds was indeed a smart decision." Lin Qiye raised his head and glanced in the direction the fragrance was drifting on the wind. His eyes narrowed slightly.
"But... your luck doesn't seem to be very good."
Courtyard Residence.
The early morning sunlight spilled in through the window and fell across the pristine white sheets. Li Zhenzhen groggily opened her eyes and sat up in bed.
She stared blankly at the blanket over her and the familiar surroundings. It took her several seconds to realize that she was no longer at the Training Camp and no longer had to get up so early for morning drills.
She lay back down, intending to enjoy a rare chance to sleep in, but after tossing and turning, she still could not fall asleep.
She had already developed the habit of