Ning Rongrong's expression wavered somewhere between being praised and being humored.
"Then can you tell me what exactly an Immortal Herb is?" she pressed. "How does it work? Are there any side effects from eating one?"
Beside her, Xiao Wu, who had been silently standing there all along, unconsciously perked up her ears.
Immortal Herbs.
She had never heard that term in her hundred-thousand-year life.
Not a Soul Beast? Not a Soul Ring or Soul Bone? A plant that could help humans improve their Martial Souls?
Curiosity was like a tiny claw, gently scratching at her heart.
Yang Xing glanced at Ning Rongrong. "Wait a moment."
Then he vanished.
Vanished in the most literal sense. In the blink of an eye, the chair was empty.
Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu stared at each other.
Less than thirty seconds later, Yang Xing's figure solidified in the middle of the room again.
"I'm back." He clapped his hands as if he had merely stepped out to take out the trash.
Ning Rongrong glared at him. "Where did you go just now?"
"Borrowed some knowledge next door." Yang Xing's tone was casual.
He offered no further explanation. In truth, what he had just done was very simple.
He appeared in Tang San's room. Under the terrified, vacant stares of Tang San and Oscar, blue light bloomed in his palm and covered Tang San's head. The Blue Hand of Twin Complete Hands activated. He precisely extracted every piece of information in Tang San's memories regarding Immortal Herbs, then vanished directly.
The entire process took less than twenty seconds.
Leaving Tang San and Oscar staring wide-eyed at each other in the room.
Now, standing before the two girls, Yang Xing's mind was already filled with the complete body of knowledge about Immortal Herbs that he