Cultivation Realm

"It was the Patriarch..." Lin Yan answered subconsciously.

"Nonsense!"

Uncle Jiu raised his hand and rapped Lin Yan on the forehead, not lightly either.

"The Heavenly Court does not reveal itself now, the Underworld has hidden from the world, and Immortal Gods absolutely cannot manifest their holiness!"

"A method like creating objects out of thin air and transmitting sound in secret like this is either a demon or a monster, or some evil cultivator's yin spirit causing trouble! Do not deceive your master!"

Lin Yan clutched his head and said anxiously, "No, Master, it calls itself a 'system'!"

"A system?" Uncle Jiu was taken aback. He had never heard the term before.

"Yes, it said it was my former Chat Group System. It just recovered, and it even gave me a Novice Gift Pack—this bottle." Lin Yan hurriedly handed over the jade bottle.

Uncle Jiu was half-convinced and half-doubtful, but Lin Yan's eyes were clear, not like someone whose mind had been bewitched.

He carefully took the jade bottle. It felt warm and smooth to the touch, its material neither metal nor jade, and certainly no ordinary mortal item.

He pulled out the stopper, and an indescribably fresh medicinal fragrance immediately spread out. With just one breath, he felt his spirit lift, and even the true qi in his body, which had originally been somewhat sluggish, became a little more lively.

Inside the bottle were three pills the size of longan fruits, round and flawless, emitting a hazy blue-green light.

"This is..." Uncle Jiu's pupils shrank slightly.

He carefully poured one into his palm, examined it closely, then brought it nearer to smell it. He even scraped off an almost imperceptible bit of powder with his fingertip and tasted it with the tip of his tongue.

Immediately, an expression of