It had to be said that the medicinal power of the golden ginseng was truly formidable, and it was exceptionally easy for humans to absorb.
In merely one night, Ning Xiaochuan had repaired his seven damaged spiritual faculties. His face glowed with vitality as a surging aura was born within him, countless sword qi circulating around his body!
When the sun rose and its light fell upon him, all the sword qi withdrew into his body.
"The medicinal power is incredibly strong. In just one night, more than half of my injuries have recovered."
Ning Xiaochuan dismantled the formation and looked beyond the ruined hall. The golden-skinned giant and the elderly Daoist had already left.
The entire Returning Mountain appeared tranquil and peaceful, as though last night's peril had been nothing but a dream! Returning Mountain was shaded by lush green trees and strewn with jagged, grotesque rocks. Mysterious Medicine and strange fruits grew all across its slopes, and one could even occasionally see Spiritually-Connected Rare Medicine running over the ground.
After glimpsing Ning Xiaochuan standing amid the broken walls of the ruined hall from afar, they immediately fled. It was impossible to tell whether they feared Ning Xiaochuan or something else. Looking into the distance, he could see countless waterfalls pouring down from the mountaintops, splashing up great sheets of water that turned into mist, forming a poetic, picturesque immortal bridge amid the wilderness!
As for the mountains farther away, they were entirely shrouded in clouds and mist, like an ink-wash landscape painting. It was impossible to see Returning Mountain in its entirety.
This was the first time Ning Xiaochuan had felt that Returning Mountain resembled a sacred land. Its scenery was like a painting, its rare medicines possessed spirituality, and the air was suffused with dense Heaven and