"You really do know how to write your own name!"
Wang Yu was a little surprised by the sight, and somewhat speechless.
"Never mind. Go fetch Big Green for me." Through the spirit contract in his spirit soul, Wang Yu knew that his other spirit beast was also alive and well. He could vaguely sense it somewhere a dozen or so miles away, so he immediately gave Little White the order.
Little White hissed, sprang off the large bed, and turned into a white blur that passed straight through the wall and vanished.
Huh? What escape technique was that?
Wang Yu paused briefly at the sight.
It seemed that during his three years away from the Cultivation World, Little White, the mutated Iron-Head Crocodile that had absorbed Gray Flood Dragon essence blood, had learned some new tricks.
However, he soon withdrew his gaze and looked back at the jade slip in his hand, sending a strand of divine thought into it.
Now that he had returned to the Cultivation World, his first priority was naturally to determine exactly where in the Eastern Wasteland he was.
In the town formed by rows of wooden houses along the river, a green-clad figure descended from the sky on a white cloud before a tall wooden hall.
It was Shi Qiuping, the beautiful young married woman.
Her gaze swept over the dozen or so mortals in ragged clothes lined up outside the hall. Her brows furrowed slightly, but she continued straight inside.
"Fairy!"
At the sight of the young woman approaching, the mortals queued outside the hall respectfully stepped back several paces to clear a path.
A black sign hung above the hall, bearing the large words "Red Herb Medicine Hall." A faint medicinal fragrance also drifted out from within.
Upon entering, Shi