Are you calling this thing life-saving?
Can this thing heal wounds?
Central Continent sure produces talents!
Chasing Soul stared dumbstruck as Chicken Feather Gall spat out three mouthfuls of old phlegm, which in the blink of an eye, transformed into three White Lotuses.
The White Lotuses were beautiful, crystal clear, with distinct layers of petals shimmering like Water Spirits, interspersed with a hint of yellowish stains.
Chasing Soul wracked his brains but couldn't figure out how this thing could be used to treat injuries.
Liu Zongyuan was also dumbfounded; he hadn't expected that the small cultivator would directly produce White Lotuses in front of them both.
This... didn't he usually make them behind his back and then bring them over?
Now he doesn't even bother to conceal it?
"Why... why do you do this thing openly!"
Liu Zongyuan was gnashing his teeth; damn little cultivator, can't you do it like before?
This is going to kill himself!
