One day at noon.
In the Capital City, at Qi'an Hall pharmacy.
Mo Liancheng was immersed in medicinal herbs. In the past two months, he had gone into seclusion once, and his Divine Soul had largely recovered. Now, he had a Ghost Face Ghost Flower from the Zhan Family, and he only needed to add a few more ingredients to fully restore his Divine Soul.
It has always been difficult to recover from a severely damaged Divine Soul, sometimes even impossible in a lifetime.
Mo Liancheng managed to recover largely in such a short time.
It was a blessing in disguise, truly unexpected fortune from misfortune.
Two Ghost Face Ghost Flowers—even if Mo Liancheng returned to Xuanling, it would be impossible to find them, and he certainly wouldn't get two in such a short time.
At present, Mo Liancheng was in front of a furnace, selecting some medicinal herbs, simply refining them into little pills, tossing them to Tan'er like candies.
He claimed it was to take care of her health.
