The surging medicinal power in the old ginseng was instantly transformed into pure energy and digested as he swallowed.
It was like munching on a giant radish, and with two pieces of old ginseng down his throat, Yi Chen's energetic heart got a bit more support, the intense hunger washed away like a tide, and his somewhat weary spirit was also involuntarily lifted.
Indeed, the old ginseng was a fine spiritual herb, still potent when consumed raw. If combined with other auxiliary herbs and refined into pills by a pill master, the effects could be even better.
Yi Chen wasn't surprised to find such spiritual herbs in the ancient town because he had seen these two herbs in the fragments of the old chieftain's memories.
What did surprise him was that his endearing pet had such a talent, capable of finding the two pieces of old ginseng in the town, which pleasantly surprised Yi Chen.
