The Sacrificial Spirit Gourd Vine extended a root into the steaming broth. Unafraid of the heat, it soon absorbed the entire pot, leaving not a drop.
During this process, strands of six-colored divine radiance began appearing on the Sacrificial Spirit Gourd's withered, scorched-yellow body. As it breathed in the divine splendor of heaven and earth, streams of essence from the sun, moon, and stars were drawn down. With a rushing roar, spiritual energy, solar and lunar essence, and the power of the stars converged above the Heaven Mending Pavilion in broad daylight, descending onto its body. Its condition visibly began to recover.
At the most basic level, its lifespan increased by three hundred years on the spot. At least it would no longer die of old age. As it continued absorbing the nourishment, there would probably be further gains.
A small, tender shoot slowly grew from the Gourd Vine's roots. Only an inch long, it was translucent emerald green and brimming with vitality.
In a sudden flash of inspiration, Xiao Tian stirred and leaped lightly into the air. Brilliant crimson light shone around him, and divine radiance flowed, forming a translucent red gourd shell that enclosed him. In an instant, he was hanging from that tender shoot on the Sacrificial Spirit Gourd Vine.
"Huh? Big Brother, how did you turn into a gourd?"
Shi Hao stared at the gourd, which blazed with crimson light and shimmered with purple Divine Radiance. Once again, his drool spilled out despite himself. He wanted it so badly.
Xiao Tian's current state was profoundly mysterious. He could hear the Gourd Vine Sacrificial Spirit expounding the Dao, and he could also glimpse fragments of its past, from its days as a tiny gourd vine through ages when seas became mulberry fields.
The experience was wondrous, but