Qiao Wei nodded slightly and said nothing more.
Looking into the distance now, they saw green mountains rising in overlapping ranges, their peaks towering above the clouds. Endless Gang Winds and streaming mists swirled overhead, making the precipitous mountains seem suspended in midair.
What lay before them was the Sweet Glaze Medicine Garden, spanning tens of thousands of miles.
Its boundaries lay beyond the reach of a single glance, so vast was its expanse...
Chen Heng saw a faint ring of golden light rippling like water along the mountains' boundaries.
This Celestial Person formation actually enveloped those tens of thousands of miles in one sweep, enclosing the entire territory.
Outside the formation, tall, colorful towers and palace walls stood everywhere, densely packed along the mountainsides. Their dazzling, flame-like radiance soared into the heavens, painting half the sky's rosy clouds with brilliant splendor.
From time to time, Celestial Persons flew out from the colorful towers to welcome guests attentively. Voices of all kinds mingled together, making for a lively scene.
Just then, Qiao Wei took a small, colorful bag from her Sleeve Pouch and held it out to Chen Heng, saying evenly:
"Minghe Sand. You were asking around for this medicine earlier. I happened to have one left over. I know you dislike owing too much in favors, so I accepted that portion of Cloud Blossom Dragon Ointment and the ritual currency."
Chen Heng's eyes stirred at her words, and he reached out to accept the small, colorful bag.
Opening it, he saw a piece of cinnabar about the size of a chicken's egg floating inside. Clear as autumn waters, it shimmered with flowing light and dazzling colors.
Holding it felt like grasping a cloud of mist. It had no weight at all, light and airy.
Yet when he tightened his