After cleaning up the battlefield, Yang Lingrui returned to Juhe Pass.
The tents within the pass were now empty. During the shift change, He Shenglai had ordered the garrison stationed here to follow that Core Formation Cultivator back to the rear.
"Resolved?"
Hearing Yang Lingrui's approaching footsteps, He Shenglai opened his mouth to ask.
He did not look at Yang Lingrui. His gaze remained fixed on a small spirit plant at his feet that resembled licorice.
"Reporting to my lord, they were all killed."
"What was their background?"
"Their Spirit Manifestations were weapons. One was a longsaber, the other a spear."
He Shenglai considered this briefly. "People from Thousand Blades Palace. Then killing them was no matter."
Having said that, he pointed at the spirit plant beneath his feet.
Yang Lingrui understood his meaning and condensed a small ball of yellow wind, handing it over.
The yellow wind enveloped the licorice-like spirit plant and began slowly eroding it.
"Stop."
Half a quarter-hour later, He Shenglai raised his hand, and Yang Lingrui withdrew the yellow wind.
Then, beneath the two men's watchful eyes, the tiny spirit plant, less than three inches tall, actually began sprouting anew from its broken branches, slowly growing back into its original form.
Yang Lingrui had never seen such a wondrous spirit plant before. To recover under erosion like this was no ordinary healing power.
"Lord He, is this regeneration?"
"Correct."
He Shenglai nodded. "This thing is of the same kind as your family's Vitality Returning Grass. It is called Nine Yang Grass, and it has already gone extinct within our Tiger Chasing Dynasty."
As he spoke, he summoned a streak of green light into his palm and struck the Nine Yang Grass at his feet with it.
"Who would have thought that on my first day