Watching Yingkui and Qing Ling's figures disappear into the night, Luo Feng finally shifted his gaze.
With Qing Ling's departure, the weight hanging in his heart finally settled, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Turning back to his bed, Luo Feng waved his hand to close the window, then sat down cross-legged and took out the jade box containing the Consolidation Pill.
Upon opening the box, a brilliant green light shone out, and the entire room filled with fragrance. Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng felt a coolness penetrate his lungs, causing the pores all over his body to open slightly in comfort.
"It really is a high-grade fifth-rank Spirit Pill!"
Luo Feng's eyes filled with surprise and delight as he looked through the green radiance to see a thumb-sized green Spirit Pill in the jade box.
The Spirit Pill's surface had delicate, constantly shifting patterns, like a landscape painting. It seemed alive, its spiritual energy almost palpable.
