"Mother, why would Senior Xiao care about Tianmen Mountain's inherited magic treasure?" Huang Mengxiang slapped his hand and produced the Vermilion Bird Ring, saying regretfully, "Senior Xiao gave this to me more than ten days ago. I was merely immersed in repairing formations and thought nothing of it. Now that I think about it, Senior had long since begun to consider leaving!"
"Good, good!" Yang Fan said softly, his eyes fixed on the Vermilion Bird Ring.
Huang Yun's face revealed a faint excitement as he said, "Ah, Senior Xiao, Senior Xiao! Truly... Come, let us speak in the quiet room!"
Seeing Huang Yun so agitated, how could Yang Fan and Huang Mengxiang not know how precious the pill in the jade bottle was? Huang Mengxiang was even more perplexed. Had not all the miraculous pills he had seen before filled the nose with medicinal fragrance and spilled forth exotic scents? What kind of fine stuff could this inconspicuous pill be?
Several hundred miles northwest of Tianmen Mountain, a beautiful pair was flying leisurely through the air. The woman, whose skin was like congealed cream and whose brows and eyes were like a painting, giggled. "Xiao Lang, you gave Tianmen Mountain that Wutuodan, the one that might break a talismanic curse. Won't they have to burn incense before your tablet of benefaction every day?"
"Tch, who knew whether that thing could break the Huang family's curse? Even Senior Huang Yi could not tell; how could I know? But since there was such a possibility, what was wrong with giving them one?" The female cultivator was naturally Xue Xue, while the one answering was Xiao Hua. "Besides, your husband has as many of these things as he wants."
"That is strange!" Xue Xue shook her head again. "Since you have so many,