"Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk? The legendary spirit liquid that can instantly restore all one's magical power with a single sip, and that even ten thousand Spirit Stones cannot buy a drop of?" Nangong Wan's expression changed at his words, visibly moved.
"That's right. Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk." Lin Yun caught a drop falling from the dragon's mouth and suspended it above his palm, carefully examining the nature of its origin qi.
The drop of ten thousand year spirit milk was milky white with a faint bluish-green tint, exceedingly thick and as lustrous as jade. Its radiance lay hidden within, making it quite beautiful.
A moment later, he smiled again. "Using this ten thousand year spirit milk to restore magical power would truly be a waste of such a precious natural treasure."
This ten thousand year spirit milk was the concentrated essence of the earth veins' spiritual qi. It could be called a universal ingredient for alchemy, capable of producing many spiritual medicines. Not only could it mend one's foundation and cleanse the meridians and marrow, but it also had remarkable healing properties, especially when it came to repairing damage to the primordial spirit.
While Lin Yun explained the wondrous uses of ten thousand year spirit milk to Nangong Wan, Han Li was still catching up with Yuan Yao nearby.
Yuan Yao had noticed Lin Yun and Nangong Wan long ago. Seeing them standing before the ten thousand year spirit milk, she grew terribly nervous and anxiously transmitted her voice to Han Li. "Brother Han, why did you teleport here with two Nascent Soul old monsters? This is terrible!"
Han Li chuckled inwardly and reassured her. "Rest easy, Miss Yuan. Neither senior is unreasonable."
Yuan Yao secretly glanced toward the stone chamber's exit, where something she desperately needed lay.