The Legacy Appears

The Inheritance Emerges. In the blink of an eye, another ten years had passed.

Within the Primordial Ruins.

The core region was a sprawling complex of palaces stretching for thousands of miles, with golden bricks and towering walls, grand and majestic. Yet after the erosion of time, it had become unbearably dilapidated.

Looking down from above, one could see that a great battle had once taken place here. The formation restrictions scattered throughout the void were now little more than shattered remnants.

At the southeastern corner of the palace complex, a small path emerged amid curling immortal mist. At its end, an ancient medicinal garden could vaguely be seen.

Ye Qi was currently seated cross-legged within the ancient medicinal garden, his eyes tightly shut. A phantom black dragon seemed to coil around him, ferocious and imposing.

"Little Ye's strength is ordinary—not even stronger than children from the Heavenly Realm—but the cultivation technique he practices is quite decent."

Immortal Medicine Spirit sat on a branch of an ancient tree with his hands on his hips, swinging his legs as he watched Ye Qi cultivate and offered his assessment.

A bulging little red cloth pouch hung from Immortal Medicine Spirit's waist.

After muttering to himself for a moment, he gave a heave and darted into the ancient medicinal garden. The restrictions that would kill anyone else at a touch were, to Immortal Medicine Spirit, like water to a fish.

With his little hands clasped behind his back, Immortal Medicine Spirit strolled around leisurely. Whenever he spotted a great herb that pleased his eye, he tucked it into the pouch at his waist, all while muttering under his breath:

"Little Ye is a man blessed with immense fortune. Following him is better than being trapped in these ruins. Once I leave this time,