Three Tigers Blocked the Way

"What? Dragons are real?"

Zhang Xin'ai froze and stopped chewing. The news had clearly shocked her.

Dragons had existed in stories since ancient times, but only as totems in people's imaginations.

"Maybe they existed long, long ago and disappeared when the environment changed. If Spirit Energy returned, who knew? Dragons might reappear too."

Zhang Yang knew he was getting carried away. He hadn't meant to say all that, but he couldn't entirely dismiss the possibility either. They had nothing else to do, and teasing his little granddaughter was fun.

Dragons really had existed long ago—but those were the dinosaurs defined by Westerners, not the dragons of Huaxia mythology.

Zhang Xin'ai frowned and considered his words. If someone could make a miraculous medicine like the Qi-Supplementing Pill, perhaps the world really had changed. Perhaps Demon-transformed beasts existed too.

Like the giant eagle they had fought today.

Zhang Yang shook his head and sighed. Ignoring the puzzled Zhang Xin'ai, he began refining the pills.

A distinctive medicinal fragrance spread out of Lingyin Temple, sank into the woods, and drifted through the mountain forest.

"Huh—"

Zhang Xin'ai came back to herself and stood beside Zhang Yang, watching his pill-refining technique closely so she could complete the task her grandfather had given her.

"You'll tire yourself out watching like that, and you still won't learn how to refine pills."

Zhang Yang turned his head. She was close enough that he could feel her breath, so he decided to tell her the truth.

"What do you mean?"

Making medicine didn't seem that mysterious. She had watched him the whole time, and she already knew the formula by heart. How could she fail to learn? Surely it was only a matter of time and watching him do it enough times.

"Refining pills is nowhere near as