Inside Lingxuan Dao Field.
Zhou Xuan casually raised a hand and lightly flicked his fingertip.
Hum!!!
The last Twelve-petal Innate Purple Divine Pill trembled slightly. Purple qi surged across its surface, like countless true dragons swimming within it.
In the next instant!
Whoosh!
The pill turned into a streak of purple light that tore through the void, pierced layer upon layer of space, and vanished.
On the journey west.
The ancient road wound through barren hills, and the wind stirred up a little sand.
Tianpeng carried his Rake over his shoulder, trudging listlessly behind Xuanzang and muttering as he walked:
"This road to the Western Heaven is way too long... I never got this tired, even when I was patrolling the Heavenly Court..."
Before he could finish speaking, a strange, delicate fragrance suddenly spread through the air.
It was no ordinary scent. The moment it entered his nostrils, it shot straight into his soul!
Tianpeng's whole body jolted!
"What... what's that smell?!"
Before he could react—
Hum!
A beam of purple light descended from the sky and landed precisely in his palm!
Tianpeng looked down and saw a purple-gold pill resting quietly in his hand. Pill Patterns flowed across it, Daoist Charm arose spontaneously, and it seemed to contain an endless source of heaven and earth!
Before he could think it over, a dignified yet gentle voice rang in his ear, echoing like the Great Dao:
[My disciple, Tianpeng.] [Your master has chanced upon two Twelve-petal Innate Purple Divine Pills.] [Consuming one is worth millions of years of arduous cultivation.] [I now bestow one upon you.] [I hope you cultivate diligently, attain the Great Dao soon, and do not disappoint your master's expectations.]
The voice faded.
For a moment, it seemed as if all heaven and earth