The night deepened.
Another three days passed, and as expected, Yan Cangtian arrived.
With a sweep of breeze, Yan Cangtian appeared in Ling Feng's room, silent and traceless.
"Heh heh, kid, you finally came back!"
Yan Cangtian grabbed Ling Feng's shoulder with a big hand, dragging him up into the air, and soared out of the Tianshu East Courtyard.
He came without a trace and left without a shadow.
In no time, the two of them landed outside the Spiritual Medicine Garden.
Yan Cangtian seemed to be in a good mood, it was unclear what results he had achieved from plucking a few donkey hairs last time.
"Come, come, come, I'm in high spirits tonight, let's continue refining the next elixir!" Yan Cangtian caught Ling Feng's arm and headed straight towards the main hall.
"Wait a moment."
Ling Feng walked with him for a few steps, then suddenly remembered something and quickly said, "Elder Yan, may I transplant a Heaven and Earth Strange Fruit into your Spiritual Medicine Garden?"
