Huo Ling nodded.
"That's right."
"When Saint Nuwa kneaded clay to create humans, the Three-Lights Divine Water was one of the keys to creation."
"This water contains vitality and creation."
"For an ordinary cultivator, even a single drop could repair Dao wounds."
Yang Jian looked toward the Jade Pool, his heart violently shaken.
"There is actually an entire pool of it here."
There was shock in Huo Ling's eyes as well.
"Buzhou Mountain was once the pillar of heaven and earth. It makes sense that something like this would be hidden here."
"Only, to actually encounter it—your fortune is truly astonishing."
Yang Jian asked, "Is it useful to me?"
Huo Ling immediately looked at him.
"Extremely useful."
"You were originally a half-immortal body."
"Within you are the bloodline of the human race, as well as the bloodline of the immortal gods of the Heavenly Court."
"If you wash yourself with the Three-Lights Divine Water, you can reshape your roots and bones."
Yang Jian's eyes naturally lit up.
"To what extent?"
Huo Ling said, word by word, "It can evolve into an Innate Body."
Yang Jian's breathing sank.
"An Innate Body?"
Huo Ling said, "Comparable to the Innate Human Race. If you achieve this body, and add in that powerful cultivation technique of yours, then your physical body will become terrifyingly strong."
When Yang Jian heard this, he was naturally overjoyed.
"If I can truly achieve the body of the Innate Human Race, then this physical body of mine can rise another level."
Huo Ling nodded.
"That's right."
"At that time, the strength of your physical body will be enough to sweep through your peers."
A flash of light gleamed in Yang Jian's eyes.
"Good."
"Then we'll take this Three-Lights Divine Water."
Just then, a majestic aura suddenly pressed down.
"Haha!"