() Watching the purple spirit herb in his hand, the Wu-surnamed Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly erupted with an astonishing, peerless pressure throughout his body. A deafening howl burst from his mouth.
To find a Phoenix Dance Grass more than thirty thousand years old, this Wu-surnamed cultivator had already traveled through most of the Cultivation World. He had entered several famous perilous places, yet had never encountered one.
Every pill had a specific recipe. If one or two auxiliary spirit herbs in the recipe were missing, other spirit herbs with equivalent medicinal effects could be used as substitutes. But if the primary spirit herb was missing, nothing could replace it. Otherwise, the medicinal effect would be greatly reduced.
Although this Phoenix Dance Grass was incomparably precious, among the many spirit herbs on Qin Fengming, it could only be considered middling.
One had to understand that back then, inside the Spirit Medicine Hall of the Ancient Battlefield, Qin Fengming had plundered the cave estate of an Integration stage cultivator from more than a hundred thousand years ago. There were not many spirit herbs there, but every one of them was over a hundred thousand years old.
Any one of them, taken out at random, could cause the entire Yuanfeng Empire's immortal cultivation world to tremble violently.
The howl ceased. The old man surnamed Wu looked at Qin Fengming, who stood two hundred zhang away, and a trace of hesitation flickered through his eyes.
Qin Fengming gazed at him without showing the slightest panic. His expression remained calm and unruffled, as though he had something to rely on.
"Hahaha. Not bad. This time, for this old man to obtain this Phoenix Dance Grass, I still have to thank you, Little Friend. If fate permits, you and I will meet again in the future.