The one-armed woman read the words on the stele, which were ancient, elegant, and exuded a strange aura. At first glance, they seemed to float, as if the words "Kylin Drunk" might emerge from the stele.
But upon closer inspection, the three words were perfectly still on the stele.
"What an amazing stele!"
The mysterious script made the one-armed woman feel grave, then she turned her gaze to the unique lotus in the stone pond.
At the center of the lotus flower, a few emerald pills appeared.
All the Ghost Mustaches of Remnant Visage focused their attention on this lotus, especially the pills resembling lotus seeds at its center, which were particularly striking.
"Mr. Du, why do I feel that the water in this pond seems a bit strange?"
A tall and sturdy young man looked at the yellow water in the pond. Although there was no strange smell, for some reason, he couldn’t help but associate it with something odd.
"Like the color of urine?" Another Ghost Mustache hesitantly spoke.
"If you have no eye for it, keep your mouth shut."
The one-eyed man coldly glanced at his subordinates, then approached the pond and inspected the white lotus again, saying, "This lotus is extraordinary. To nurture such heavenly materials, how could this water be so simple?"
The embarrassed Ghost Mustache bowed his head, not daring to speak further.
The one-eyed man raised his head to glance at the cave, noticing the ceiling where rainwater rich in Spiritual Energy continued dripping down.
He then extended a fingertip, and a whisker sprouted from the wound on his palm, dipping into the water to stir gently, as he began to speculate internally.
"This mountain is filled with extremely powerful Spiritual Power fluctuations. The water in this pond should be formed by the accumulation of year-long spiritual erosion, a gem of heaven and earth."
The one-eyed man found no aggression in the pond water, not even any toxicity; instead, it contained abundant Spiritual Power. Upon confirming the water was harmless, he suddenly extended the whisker, dipped it in the water, and tasted a drop.
The Ghost Mustaches of Remnant Visage excel in taste. Last time, during the Jiuzhou novice contest, they relied on consuming the brain matter of desolate beasts to discern their memories, thereby obtaining human secrets and tracking them.
Thus, taste-testing is their way of gathering information.
The one-eyed man savored it carefully, his eyes brightening!
"The mysterious spring water, a bit sweet!"
The one-eyed man gave his assessment.
Atop the mountain, Xiang Beifei, watching the Ghost Mustaches inside the cave, was taken aback by the statement!
"A bit sweet? Erha, did you add sugar to your urine? Diabetes?" Xiang Beifei asked in surprise.
Earlier, they noticed these Ghost Mustaches lurking at the rear, intending to use other Yi Tribe cultivators as scouts. They had isolated the Yi Tribe cultivators with fire and led the Ghost Mustaches here.
Unexpectedly, these fellows actually began tasting the pond’s contents.
Erha rolled on the ground holding its belly, laughing uncontrollably, its paws kicking about!
The water in this pond wasn’t a mountain spring or rainwater but Erha’s urine!
These past days, Erha has been drinking a large quantity of water to prepare for this prank. Xiaohei even helped remove the flavor with a Formation and disguised it.
Yet these Ghost Mustaches mistook it for a sweet spring!
And gave it a "sweet" rating!
It was enough to make Erha laugh to death!
Xiaohei couldn’t help but bark in laughter, watching the cunning Ghost Mustaches being played so thoroughly and feeling quite delighted.
But honestly, it wasn’t the one-eyed man’s fault. When he faced the pond, he was already extraordinarily cautious, investigating all aspects before tasting.
The one-eyed man has late-stage Heavenly Connection strength, theoretically possessing a very strong perception, yet compared to Xiang Beifei, who stepped into the Immortal Realm, he was not on the same level.
"Seems like you ate too many spiritual power crystals as snacks, you even got diabetes. Had I known, I wouldn’t have let you urinate; see, now they got a taste of sweetness!" Xiang Beifei criticized.
Erha mentioned there’s still Kylin Drunk on the lotus! That’s sweet too.
Little Youmeng looked at Erha in amazement and asked, how do you know the taste of your own excrement?
Erha rolled its eyes, flicked Little Youmeng’s forehead exasperatedly: That’s inference! Understand inference? Only a smart mind infers!
The one-eyed man was a definitely cautious Ghost Mustache, having confirmed the pond water’s safety, he turned his gaze to the white lotus.
He became increasingly certain that the lotus growing in this "sweet spring" must indeed be a miraculous treasure!
The lotus was crystalline, emitting a silvery-white glow, appearing very sacred, with a resonant aura, clearly no ordinary item!
The one-eyed man fixed his gaze on the stele, pondering that it might be a mark left by a deity who forgot to pick it before leaving.
Looks like I’ve stumbled upon a major treasure!
He approached the Kylin Drunk gently, capturing a hint of its aura, sniffing it once he found nothing unusual, then took a deep sniff again, eyes gleaming!
"Indeed a good thing!"
The one-eyed man was overjoyed!