At that moment, Zhao Sheng suggested, "Let's enter the cave and capture the turtle in the jar, shall we?"
Huang Sha Taoist chuckled, fetched a thick, husky ginseng from his sleeve that faintly showed the shape of limbs and a face, and boasted a crown of nine big crimson seeds, resembling a crimson crown.
As soon as the ginseng appeared, a unique, strong fragrance pervaded the air, and a pale red spirit light emanated from the seeds.
Seeing this, Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes and asked gravely, "The Nine Seed Ginseng King, matured for three thousand years—it's a primary ingredient for the Nascent Soul Pill. I didn't expect you, Huang Sha, to possess such a heavy treasure."
"Hehe, although the He Mountain Sect was founded just two thousand years ago, we always have several treasures hidden away," replied Huang Sha Taoist with a wave of his hand and a chuckle.
Having said this, he swiftly moved to a concavity halfway up the mountain.