The weather was fine, and afternoons in Sacred City always carried a rare sense of languid ease.
Han Feng lounged sideways in a rocking chair in the rear courtyard, holding a fluffy, snow-white little beast in his arms and absentmindedly stroking its fur. The little beast narrowed its eyes comfortably, purring contentedly in its throat. It was the Pill Beast they had brought back from the ancient ruins.
"You certainly have it easy."
Medicine Elder's figure silently appeared nearby. Looking at the utterly defenseless little fellow in Han Feng's arms, which had even rolled over to expose its belly, he clicked his tongue in amazement.
"This is the Pill Beast you found in those ruins? It's already this intelligent?"
"Yes, Teacher." Han Feng smiled and handed the Pill Beast over. "If you like it, you can play with it for a couple of days."
Medicine Elder took the soft little creature. It felt warm and smooth in his hands, and a medicinal fragrance filled the air. He casually took out a seventh-tier medicinal pill from his Storage Ring and fed it to the beast. The Pill Beast immediately swallowed it like lightning, then affectionately rubbed against his palm after finishing it.
"What incredible luck." Medicine Elder could not help sighing. "You always say your junior brother is the chosen one, but I'd say your luck is no worse than his. If such a spiritual creature of heaven and earth is raised properly, it may one day become an existence like the Pill Tower Ancestor."
"That'll take a hell of a lot of effort." Han Feng leisurely rocked in his chair and complained, "By then, the three of us master and disciples will probably have to serve as its pill-making slaves every day."
"You brat..." Medicine Elder poked him with a