Nether Spring Herb Garden

In the blink of an eye, the day the Nether Spring Herb Garden opened had arrived.

By now, the snow outside had stopped, and the whole world was clad in silver.

Only the biting wind still howled, sounding like demons sobbing.

As agreed, Xu Changqing rode his Big-Leaf Grass and arrived punctually at Zhu Fuxian's door.

Before long, the other man came walking over step by step, carrying a jug of Spirit Rice Wine in his hand.

It seemed the ten jin had not yet been finished.

Compared to Han Xin's way of drinking in huge gulps, as though swallowing the sea like a whale.

Zhu Fuxian preferred to drink alone, savoring it cup by cup in small sips.

Xu Changqing cupped his hands in salute. "Senior Brother Zhu!"

Zhu Fuxian chuckled. "Junior Brother, you're quite punctual."

Xu Changqing spoke honestly. "Mainly because I was afraid of making you angry."

Zhu Fuxian froze for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Hahaha!"

Xu Changqing had assumed they would use his Big-Leaf Grass to travel to their destination.

But to his surprise, Zhu Fuxian took out his storage artifact, the Azure Spirit Void-Storing Tube, and lightly tapped its surface a few times.

A crack immediately opened, and a cyan flying shuttle emerged from within.

Its entire body was segmented, as though it had been made from green bamboo.

Watching this, Xu Changqing secretly thought, Senior Brother Zhu really does love bamboo.

At that moment, Zhu Fuxian said half-jokingly, "I haven't used this Azure-Green Shuttle in a long time. Junior Brother, be careful. We might just fall out of the sky."

Xu Changqing blinked. "Senior Brother is being too modest."

If Han Xin, that female drunkard, had said those words, he would have believed her without question.

But the man before him, though