Wang Xiaoya took the herb and examined it closely, raising her brows slightly.
Yu Ping and Jiu Ge waved the herb around and curiously asked, "Master, what are you giving us this for?"
Jiu Ge grumbled, "Just a single herb? After we suffered a slap and got some deadly internal injuries? At least give us some spiritual medicine!"
Wang Xiaoya chuckled and scolded them, "You two clueless fools, this is spiritual medicine."
Long Fei asked with interest, "You recognize it?"
Wang Xiaoya laughed excitedly, "Of course! All kinds of rare flowers and herbs, the heavenly spiritual roots—they're all recorded in our Alchemy Cauldron Sect. This should be Yao Grass, right? Where did you get it? Isn't it said to be extinct?"
"Not bad, you've got some knowledge."
Long Fei smiled contentedly, feeling that these wives indeed had some talent for alchemy.
After all, they were descendants of the Alchemy Cauldron Sect, and some things run in the genes.
