Ancient tower, top floor!
Murong Wanwan looked at the jade bottle before her and hurriedly said:
"Master, absolutely not!"
"This is a relic left behind by our Patriarch. Please take it back, Master!"
Murong Wanwan knew just how greatly her master treasured the Patriarch's relics.
Nearly every single one was her master's prized treasure.
She could not bring herself to accept it so shamelessly!
Even if this spirit pill would bring her tremendous benefits?
After all!
Spirit pills were not like those Magic Treasures—once consumed, they would be gone forever.
Seeing this, True Lord Feng Ling let out a soft sigh and said:
"Your Patriarch has been gone for so many years. Your master has more or less let go as well!"
"It is of no use in my hands. This [Phoenix Blood Spirit Pill] can only display its greatest effect in a Mortal Cultivator possessing a Phoenix Spirit Body."
"Other than you, there is no second suitable candidate in the sect."
"Green Wood Sect will need you to stand guard over it in the future as well. The higher your cultivation, the less those petty scoundrels will dare set their sights on Green Wood Sect."
"Enough. Your master is leaving first. Cultivate well."
With that, True Lord Feng Ling's figure flashed, and she vanished from this floor of the tower.
Murong Wanwan watched her master's departing back and murmured inwardly:
"Master, don't worry!"
"In the future, I will definitely protect Green Wood Sect well."
As Murong Wanwan murmured to herself, a flash of determination passed through her eyes.
Then, She beckoned with one hand, and the jade bottle before her arced through the air into her palm.
Immediately after, Murong Wanwan directly opened the jade bottle. A crimson spirit pill, flowing with Spirit Light and bearing the phantom image