"Fortunately, I have one here..." Wang Xiu's palm flipped over, and a Precious Medicine immediately appeared.
Its roots were coiled like a crouching dragon, and its broad leaves shone with a purple, vitreous light. A wild and domineering aura emanated from it, and the faint sound of a dragon's cry echoed in their ears. Just a single whiff made them feel as if their vital essence had grown stronger.
"Dragon Transformation Grass?" Snow Ancestor, with her astonishing insight, recognized it at a glance. This was an extremely rare Holy Medicine, not one of the common varieties. It typically grew in wastelands. Never mind Saints, even Earth Immortals would fight to the death for it.
Wang Xiu's luck was truly incredible to have obtained such a thing!
Then again, since Wang Xiu could even find the Qing Emperor's Longevity Scripture, this Holy Medicine seems rather trivial in comparison.
