"Not only has Half-Bottle Mountain changed, but many terrains have undergone alterations. This mystic realm has grown larger!"
As a phantom, Chen Fei observed his surroundings with a hint of surprise in his eyes. Suddenly, Chen Fei's figure paused, and he descended into a basin.
Sensing his surroundings and confirming no danger, Chen Fei gently touched forward with his right hand, plucking a spiritual herb that flew into his grasp.
Indeed, Chen Fei had discovered a spiritual herb, though it was somewhat small, with medicinal properties at roughly half their full potential. It would probably take a few more years to fully mature.
Several years from now, whether Primordial Sword Sect would still have the qualification to enter this mystic realm was a question mark. Naturally, Chen Fei couldn't wait for this herb to grow completely.
"I can use it to refine Snow Spirit Pills."
