Chu Ming nodded respectfully.
He originally intended to release the interpretations of the Mountain Scripture gradually over the course of a year.
A year would be enough for his strength to increase greatly.
But now it seemed that a year might still be too fast.
Liu Sitong took out a black box from his sleeve: "Chu Librarian was poisoned the other day, your body should not have fully recovered yet. There is a piece of Centennial Black Ginseng inside the box—it's an extraordinary tonic."
"Thank you, Lord Liuu."
Feng Yuan also took out a pearl from his sleeve, smiled, and said: "I'm unable to get Centennial Black Ginseng, so I can only give you this pearl. It has the effect of calming the mind and condensing the spirit."
"Calming God Pearl!" Liu Sitong's eyes shone noticeably when he saw the pearl: "Chu Librarian, this is a fine item! When you feel frustrated interpreting the Mountain Scripture, place this pearl by your side and your mind will become tranquil."
