After Saint Gu Yu finished speaking, he took out a White Jade Bottle and handed it to Fang Chen. Fang Chen uncorked it and swept his Spiritual Sense inside. It held a pale green liquid that gave off a faint fragrance.
Fang Chen sensed the aura of Holy Water in the pale green liquid, though it was much weaker than in the original Holy Water.
"The diluted Holy Water can be drunk directly," Saint Gu Yu told Fang Chen. "The Spiritual Power in it is easier to absorb, too!"
Fang Chen nodded and tipped the Holy Water into his mouth. As soon as he swallowed, threads of warmth flowed from his lower abdomen through his Meridians and spread across his body. His body quickly absorbed them.
Fang Chen's eyes brightened. Though the Holy Water had been heavily diluted, it still held immense power. For a Saint, it was an excellent tonic. One mouthful improved his Cultivation more than a month of painstaking training would.
Fang Chen handed the bottle to Xiao Yi. "Xiao Yi, try a mouthful!"
"Okay!"
Xiao Yi's eyes lit up, and he took a long drink straight from the bottle.
Xiao Yi's face immediately flushed red. He opened his mouth and breathed out a puff of white mist. "It's so hot! What powerful Spiritual Power!"
Xiao Yi felt the blood in his body begin to boil and his heartbeat quicken. Stimulated by the Holy Water's Spiritual Power, his Soul Perception kept growing stronger.
This time, Xiao Yi felt his Meridians swell and ache faintly, but he could bear the pain.
"How is it?" Fang Chen asked.
"No problem," Xiao Yi told him. "I can handle Spiritual Power at this concentration!"
Fang Chen smiled. "Good!"
He then looked up at Saint Gu Yu. "Senior Gu Yu, sorry for