"Drip!"
The last drop of golden liquid slid from the jade bottle and fell into the pool.
At the center of the Holy Pool.
Enveloped in seven-colored rosy light and surging vitality, Gu Chenfeng slowly absorbed the final trace of golden energy from the water into his body.
His aura of life and origin power reached an astonishing peak.
At that moment, Gu Lingxiao's eyes lit up on the bank.
"Xiaofeng's origin power is completely replenished now. This Millennium Spirit Milk truly deserves to be called a treasure of Central Province. It's incredibly miraculous.
"Martial Uncle, don't you have another bottle of Millennium Spirit Milk? Why not take it out and keep it ready, just in case this still isn't enough?"
Beside him, Mo Nancang had long since lost the proud, lavish air he had worn when he took out the Millennium Spirit Milk three days ago.
Now his long brows drooped, and he stood slack-jawed and stupefied.
He turned the jade bottle that held the Millennium Spirit Milk completely upside down.
He shook and rattled it over and over, almost stuffing his eyeballs into its mouth.
At last, he confirmed that not a single drop of Millennium Spirit Milk remained. It had all been poured into the Holy Pool.
When he heard Gu Lingxiao ask him to take out another bottle of Millennium Spirit Milk.
Mo Nancang stumbled, his ball-round body nearly toppling over and rolling all the way down the Holy Mountain.
"He's drained an entire bottle of my Millennium Spirit Milk!"
Mo Nancang stared at Gu Chenfeng in the center of the Holy Pool as though he were looking at a monster.
Only three days had passed, yet it felt like three years.
For those three days, he had kept repeating the same process of adding Millennium