The three golden leaves swayed, looking tender and glowing.
Lu Huaijiang's eyes were slightly moist. No one knew that this leaf had been his comfort for many years.
It was abandoned by the Three Realms in that desolate space.
Only this leaf belonged to him.
Emperor Zi Wei frowned when he saw the leaf's body swaying. However, he lowered his head and saw Lu Youyou nervously pinching the corner of his shirt.
His heart softened.
A majestic spiritual energy was injected into the immortal herb.
Lu Huaijiang looked at Emperor Ziwei's hand that had yet to retract and nodded lightly.
In a short while, that immortal herb already had 80 - 90% resemblance to the past.
Lu Huaijiang withdrew her hand and quickly formed a hand seal on the transparent remnant soul. The remnant soul directly entered the immortal herb. The immortal herb seemed to have been injected with a soul and actually became filled with spiritual energy.
