Deep within the cave mansion at Tiger Roar Peak, the spirit pool rests quietly.
The pool's water is clear as jade, exuding a faint aura of Spiritual Qi.
On the grassy land beside the pool, the Silver-Horned Celestial Horse lounges lazily, its snow-white mane gently stirred by the breeze.
Its crystalline horn refracts a gentle silver glow in the sunlight filtering through the trees.
Upon hearing familiar footsteps, the Silver-Horned Celestial Horse immediately lifts its head, its amber eyes reflecting the figure of Shen Xuan.
It happily lets out a snort, lightly stamping its hooves on the ground, and trots forward, affectionately rubbing its head against its master's garment.
Shen Xuan smiles slightly and casually takes out a sheep-fat jade bottle, uncorking it.
Golden light points as thick as substance pour out of the bottle's mouth.
It's the Emperor's Liquid, a substance that nourishes the soul and tempers the bloodline.
