Crack!
Xiang Yuan looked at the snapped jianzhui—the wooden fish striker—and silently said, "Good, good." By his reckoning, about two hours had passed. The merit deducted from Senior Sister should have been restored by now.
On the couch, Master Bai Yue sat cross-legged, her hands resting lightly on her knees, her back straight and her bearing dignified yet natural.
With the medicine's effects, each breath she drew and released was like drawing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into her body, then expelling the turbid air within. It cleansed her body and mind, making up for the deficiencies in the external supplementation of both the Qi Refinement and Acupoint Opening realms.
Master Bai Yue had already finished cultivating and had been awake for about the time it took an incense stick to burn. But because her behavior just now had been far too shameful, she chose to flee from reality and did not immediately open her eyes.
Come to think of it, Master Bai Yue's intense reaction could not entirely be blamed on her liking to slam the pedal to the floor.
The Dragon-Subduing Realm had natural treasures, but constrained by its limited Vital Energy of heaven and earth, their grades were not especially high. Spiritual herbs a few hundred years old were already considered supreme treasures. Ones over a thousand years old...
Sorry, the Dragon-Subduing Realm did not produce thousand-year spiritual herbs.
The medicinal power within Xiang Yuan's body was astonishing. Even Chan'er, at the Innate Realm, had praised it after taking it, much less a master who had yet to return from the acquired to the innate. Judging from the symptoms unleashed by the medicine's effects, along with what had happened beneath the waterfall and clear spring, the misunderstanding just now had come to pass.
She truly