The night was deep, the lake surface rippling with reflections like countless silver scales turning over.
Jiang Ning sat cross-legged upon the waterside pavilion, the palace servants and guards on the island had gradually retreated, leaving the entire island to silence.
With a wave of his hand, a palm-sized jade box appeared in front of him, its body transparent, with subtle cloud patterns flowing.
As soon as it was opened, a heart-soothing fragrance wafted out.
With a flick of his fingertip, a pill the size of a longan fell into his palm.
The pill was tri-colored: green, purple, gold, radiating a glow, resembling a miniature star.
Even before the medicinal power entered his body, just holding it in his hand, he could feel a vast vitality emanating from the pill.
In his current state, with just a glance, he could discern the purity, the vastness of the energy contained within the pill, comparing it as superior to any pill he had seen thus far.
