"Can I take one?" Yan Miao asked.
"Of course!" Lu Ye nodded. Though a single premium Soul Tempering Pill was quite valuable, since he wanted to establish a long-term trade with the Merfolk Race, he naturally had to make his prospective partners clearly and deeply understand the pill's marvelous effects.
Taking one directly was the best way.
Yan Miao placed a Soul Tempering Pill into her mouth.
Although she had vaguely sensed from its fragrance that this pill would be of great use to her, as its medicinal effects gradually refined within her body, Yan Miao was still profoundly shaken. She could clearly feel that, as the medicine took effect, her soul was being nourished by a gentle force.
Her eyes actually reddened.
Lu Ye was startled. She had merely taken a Spiritual Pill—why did she nearly start crying? Even if the premium Soul Tempering Pill's effects were exceptional, it should not have provoked such a strong reaction.
"I've made a fool of myself before you, little friend." Only after quite a while did Yan Miao calm her surging emotions. The Soul Tempering Pill's effects within her were still slowly working; judging by the situation, they could probably last for several days. Over those days, her soul would continue to thrive under that wondrous nourishment. Embarrassed by her slight loss of composure, she could not help wanting to explain. "Little friend, do you know why, in our branch of the race, only those of the Queen's bloodline have ever been able to advance to Sunlight?"
"Because of the curse poison?" Lu Ye replied casually. It was not that he had known beforehand; it was simply the only possibility.
Yan Miao nodded. "It is indeed because of the curse poison. That strange power of curse poison not only confines us to