"Daoist friend, you're too modest." Su Yang nodded slightly.
Zhenyuanzi laughed heartily. "It seems I've been discourteous. I was so focused on talking that I forgot to invite the Saint to take a seat. This way, please."
Su Yang smiled warmly and followed him into the main hall.
The hall was quiet and solemn. A plaque hung directly ahead, its bold ink bearing only two characters: "Heaven and Earth." On the offering table below sat an ancient mirror, its eerie light flowing endlessly. It was none other than the legendary Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror.
After the host and guest took their seats, Zhenyuanzi flicked a finger. The resulting force tore through the air and struck the bronze bell outside the hall, leaving its lingering chime drifting through the air.
A moment later, two twelve- or thirteen-year-old acolytes slowly approached from the side corridor. One carried a tray and moved with reverence. He placed the wooden tray before Zhenyuanzi and Su Yang, bowed, and quietly withdrew.
Su Yang reached out and lifted the cloth covering the tray. The scene before him suddenly changed. Five three-inch fruits, shaped like infants, sat quietly on the plate. Their skin was lustrous, and their brows and eyes were fully formed, making them seem almost alive. The instant the brocade cloth was lifted, an incomparably rich stream of Yimu Fortune Qi burst forth. Its refreshing fragrance assailed the nose, making one's soul tremble.
"What is this?" A faint glint flashed through Su Yang's eyes as he pretended not to understand.
Zhenyuanzi stroked his beard and smiled, unable to conceal his pride. "Of the few possessions this poor Daoist has, only this 'Grass Returning Pill' is worth presenting. This fruit was born before Hongmeng was judged. It flowers once every three thousand years, bears fruit once