A pale blue medicine pill lay quietly in his pale white palm, looking ordinary and devoid of any glowing light. She now knew that some precious and delicate elixirs had an extraordinary appearance. "What is this?"
"Soul Nourishing Pill. Eat it, and you'll recover quickly."
He spoke plainly, but Qiongqi jumped up, afraid that Ning Xiaoxian wasn't aware of his intentions. "Mistress, this is made from the sharp horn of the Gu Diao near the Pang River, mixed with various herbs. There are few in this world who can refine such a Divine Pill! Injuries to the Divine Soul are hardest to heal; Lord Changtian spent a great deal of effort to refine it! Actually, your injuries are not severe; resting for a few days would..." Before it finished speaking, it received two sharp glares from Lord Divine Monarch, clearly condemning it for talking too much!
