Plum blossoms lay in a corner of the wall
Enduring darkness and cold, they bloom
Winter arrives, plum blossoms die
But not before the fragrance grows strong
He liked the concept emphasized in this poem, as long as one has lived a fine life, it doesn't matter if they perish. Qing Shui glanced at the various spiritual medicinal herbs in his Space Domain, involuntarily recalling the Innate Realm Gold Pill. Do I really have to resort to it? Qing Shui knew that concocting the Innate Realm Golden Pill by himself was a fool's dream. It was even harder than relying on his own strength to break through. Some materials needed were derived from Innate Realm Demon Beasts. How could he manage to obtain those necessary materials before reaching the Innate Realm?
