"Three thousand droplets in reserve!"
"And according to this trend, at least ten droplets of the Elixir can surely be condensed in a year!"
Lu Qingfeng was overjoyed within his heart.
With a single thrust of his palm, three thousand crystal-clear droplets coalesced from the brook's spring water, reflecting each other's luminescence, creating a spectacular sight in the blink of an eye.
This was the 'Elixir'.
This Elixir seeped from the creek, accumulating day and night. Although some of it dissolved back into the water and the earth, three thousand droplets remained concealed. Furthermore, after Lu Qingfeng opened the 'Daluo Cave Temple', he observed carefully for a while, roughly estimating the pace at which the Elixir was oozing.
"It's not just about condensing ten droplets of Elixir each year."
"Just these three thousand droplets are priceless."
