Until the door with mountain and river cloud patterns closed with a sound, Liu Ruoxue's gaze withdrew from it.
The night was serene and beautiful, with the ancient sword Ruoshui gently trembling as if to comfort her.
Liu Ruoxue, clad in snow-white, had a face as radiant as ice and crystal, shimmering with a tranquil beauty in the moonlight.
She focused her attention and held her breath, slowly stepping towards the Jade Vial on the table.
"Heh."
As Liu Ruoxue picked up the Jade Vial, her slender fingers caressed it, tracing three characters from the Liuli vial: "Yang Pill."
What did it mean for this person to give her such an elixir?
Could it be that there was something wrong with the elixir?
She pondered for a moment, uncorking the vial and letting her Divine Sense flow into it, analyzing the pill inside.
No problems at all?
Liu Ruoxue was somewhat surprised; she hadn't expected such a result.
Had she been mistaken?
Liu Ruoxue slowly shook her head.