Apricot Realm, Crystal Palace.
The fragrance of medicine assailed the nostrils, and vitality brimmed everywhere.
The Half-Saint White Weasel stared eagerly at the Throne-level little white cat as it used Master Shou to refine pills, its expression a mixture of shock, fear, and faint admiration.
With the Dragon Apricot Spirit's help, no matter how great the influence of the Slaughtering Thought had been, it had been ground away.
The Frostsky Weasel had been awake for some time now.
In the distance, A Bing and A Huo also poked their heads out through a tear in the spatial barrier, curiously examining the vitality-overflowing Crystal Palace.
This life force...
Slurp! The medicinal soup had been cooked! "Whoosh."
A streak of golden light swept in from nowhere and transformed into an image in midair above the Shennong Medicine Garden.
Within it was an old man in hempen clothes, slightly hunched, clutching a jade talisman in his hand, his face carrying traces of nervousness and anticipation.
At the center of the Shennong Medicine Garden, the Dragon Apricot Spirit lazily raised its eyes and recognized the jade talisman in that man's hand as one granting passage into the Apricot Realm.
Xu Xiaoshou had naturally given it away.
Every jade talisman had been marked by the Dragon Apricot Spirit when it was handed out.
Thus, whenever someone outside requested entry into the Apricot Realm, the Dragon Apricot Spirit could tell at a glance who it was and what the surroundings beside them looked like.
"Li Fugui..."
The Dragon Apricot Spirit remembered that face.
Among humans, he could be considered rather good-looking.
Xu Xiaoshou had also mentioned that this man belonged to his First Pavilion Under Heaven.
Seeing that there was no one around him, no external force tethering him, and no Ghost Beast aura, Holy Emperor