The little one found that it was nighttime already, and tonight's night scenery was different.
Not knowing if it was just her imagination, she quietly kept watching.
Leng Rushuang suddenly said, "Dragon Lady, I see your strength is only Mahayana, take this."
Along the way, it was a bit boring, and Leng Rushuang and Long Yanran had been chatting until they called each other friends.
Long Yanran looked at Leng Rushuang's palm and found it was a bottle of something unknown, filled with liquid inside.
Leng Rushuang smiled and explained that what this bottle held was spiritual fluid.
Spiritual fluid helped with cultivation; drinking a bottle could massively replenish spiritual energy and rapidly raise one's cultivation level.
Long Yanran treated it like a priceless treasure, didn't doubt Leng Rushuang at all, and smiled as she said thanks.
Earlier, Ling Yun said he wanted to instill cultivation into her, but she refused. Only cultivation achieved by oneself counted as true ability, and Ling Yun was left speechless yet let her be.
Whoosh!
Exhaling a foul breath, Long Yanran tightly clutched the spiritual fluid, greedily inhaling the rich medicinal fragrance overflowing from the bottle.
Suddenly, Long Yanran's spirit received a jolt.
The jade spiritual fluid entered her body like a clear spring flowing through all her meridians, smoothing away her fatigue, nourishing her spleen and kidneys, while the quintessential spiritual power contained in the fluid replenished the true qi she had consumed along the way.
Long Yanran let out a soft exclamation of surprise, joy blooming on her face because taking the spiritual fluid allowed her to touch the barrier of the Golden Immortal realm.
Seeing this!
Leng Rushuang hurriedly took out two more bottles of spiritual fluid, and Long Yanran stood on no ceremony, pouring both bottles of jade spiritual fluid