"Hmm, how fragrant!" Chen Qingchi was transported to an Alchemy Room, at the center of which stood a round tripod as tall as two people, adorned with carvings of fish, insects, birds, and beasts. The fragrance was emanating from inside the tripod.
On the other side, Qingling was transported into a pool resembling the Yin Yang Tai Chi, where the water cleansed her body while healing her injuries and causing immense torment, although from her reluctant expression to leave, the pool had absolute benefits for her body.
"Quickly consume the Spirit Cleansing Grass," the residual soul in her mind reminded her.
Without hesitation, Qingling took out the oldest Spirit Cleansing Grass from her storage space; the grass transformed into a warm stream rushing towards her limbs and body, feeling as if her body was being reassembled, causing her face to turn awfully pale from the pain instantly.
