Feasting

The Amethyst Winged Lion King left with his son. They intended to search every corner of the Magic Beast Mountain Range and try their luck at finding a Transformation Herb.

The Blue Silver Emperor sensed the Transformation Pill in Li Changqing's hand. An instinctive longing rose within her; she wanted to absorb it.

But she hesitated. As a plant, she had an innate sensitivity to spiritual treasures.

She had clearly sensed awareness within the Transformation Pill just now, though Li Changqing had quickly erased it.

Li Changqing raised an eyebrow. "What, you don't want it?"

The Blue Silver Emperor's vines swayed slightly. "It's not that. I clearly sensed awareness in the pill just now. It started as nothing more than a pile of medicinal ingredients, yet after being refined into a pill, it developed awareness. How did that happen?"

How would Li Changqing know? Was he supposed to drag Potato over and interrogate him?

Li Changqing grew a little impatient, but he still settled down and explained, "The higher the grade of a refined pill, the greater the awareness it develops. That's all I know. Do you want it or not?"

After a moment's hesitation, one of the Blue Silver Emperor's vines coiled around the Transformation Pill and took it from Li Changqing's palm.

Li Changqing watched without blinking. He wanted to see how a plant magic beast took a pill.

All the Blue Silver Emperor's vines converged on the Transformation Pill, wrapping it tightly until they formed a huge cocoon woven from blue-gold vines.

Then Dou Qi surged inside the blue-gold cocoon. The Blue Silver Emperor was refining the Transformation Pill, drawing its medicinal power into herself bit by bit.

"So that's how it works," Li Changqing murmured.

At this rate, it would probably take the Blue Silver Emperor