He Kao: "Wait a moment, can I go pick some Phoenix Feather Knots to taste?"
Li Xiuyuan: "Pick as much as you want, and bring some for this old man as well."
He Kao turned to look at the valley he had just visited. In the center of that vast spread of Phoenix Feather Knots, three pits had not only been filled but also planted with three small trees.
He asked again, "Are those Dragon Bone Branches?"
Li Xiuyuan: "Right, those are Dragon Bone Branches. This place originally had five. Two matured ones have already been taken to refine Pure Yang Pills, leaving these three, of which the largest still lacks a bit of fire."
The three small trees were no taller than a person, the smallest just a foot-long sapling. Their branches were silver-white, as if coated with wax, with small, narrow leaves only growing at the tips.
