"What spiritual herb is it?" Wei Suo and the Green Robe Old Man exchanged a glance, then could not help looking at the spirit bird as they spoke.
The Yang Zhi Bird immediately bobbed its head furiously toward that cluster of blue-black tiny fruits.
Wei Suo and the Green Robe Old Man immediately began carefully examining that cluster of blue-black tiny fruits.
The fruits resembled peaches in shape, but each was only the size of a soybean. There were around a dozen of them in total. Even the stem and leaves were blue-black, and they gave off a faint fragrance of wine.
The stem and leaves seemed extremely brittle. At the place Wei Suo had snapped them off, the juice had already solidified into a layer of blue-black crystal, glittering brightly.
"Gurgle gurgle!"
The Yang Zhi Bird once again pointed repeatedly at the spiritual herb with one wing in an extremely humanlike manner, while occasionally nodding toward its own beak.
"You mean you need to swallow and refine this thing immediately?" Wei Suo looked at the Yang Zhi Bird and asked.
The Yang Zhi Bird nodded furiously again.
"Since that's the case, this thing is yours." Wei Suo flicked a finger, sending the spiritual herb toward the Yang Zhi Bird.
The Yang Zhi Bird immediately seized it with both claws in immense excitement, then repeatedly wagged its head and tail at Wei Suo, looking like it was shamelessly flattering him: You really are a good boss. Following you means there's meat to eat after all.
Afterward, the Yang Zhi Bird immediately began pecking at it rapidly.
"Pat pat." In only a moment, it had not only eaten all the blue-black tiny fruits on the spiritual herb, but had even pecked its stem and leaves completely clean, without leaving behind a