Wu Yan and Xi Ran had taken away all the medicinal ashes at the garden. Since the medicine had turned into ashes, they had of course run out of medicinal effect. Other than being useful for the Spirit King, they were basically useless items for other cultivators.
Ning Fan would without a doubt not seize the medicinal ashes. What he had set his eyes upon was the medicinal garden.
The spiritual soil of this place was enough to cultivate one million years old emperor's medicine! In Ning Fan's eyes, this spiritual soil was indeed a priceless treasure!
"Light…"
"S-Stone…"
The female corpse pulled Ning Fan to a corner and waved her bare hands with a pleading look.
She wanted Ning Fan to take that green stone away because it stored the most beautiful memories she had in her previous life.
