Zhao Changhe's previous coma meditation lasted a full five days, and after waking up, he consumed Ying Wu's Immortal Pills for another three days to recuperate.

Just from looking at these elixirs, it seems there might be a blessing in disguise. This elixir is incredibly potent... enhancing qi, replenishing blood, and body refining, not only did it restore a large amount of lost blood, but it also greatly improved the original qi and blood. Zhao Changhe's cultivation is still centered on qi and blood, and the value of this elixir to him is beyond measure.

Presumably, this is Ying Wu's most prized possession, although it may not be particularly suitable for his own cultivation, it is nevertheless priceless... there were only three pills in total, and this time he gave them all to Zhao Changhe without batting an eyelid.

In these three days, not only did his injuries heal, but his cultivation also improved. This is, after all, the Imperial Realm Second Layer of cultivation; even the slightest progress typically requires decades or centuries of daily accumulation, yet these mere three pills were able to significantly advance it.

"Did you say these elixirs were found in Emperor Ye's Medicine Pool?"

"The ingredients were, but I did the alchemy myself," Ying Wu said. "What, are you thinking of checking out this Medicine Pool?"

"Yes... And since there's a Medicine Pool, could you find the location of her ancient palace through this connection?"

"It's hard to find; there are no discernible signs of its existence in this world. I suspect that the main palace is likely subjected to special space-time barriers, involving time itself, making it untraceable. From this, one could deduce that it was deliberately isolated before the epoch collapse, indicating that Emperor Ye was preparing before the epoch collapse. If Emperor Ye were alive now, she might be hiding in there, and finding it would likely lead to death, as neither you nor I are her match."

"Do you also think that the first unknown entity among Demon Gods refers to Emperor Ye?"

"Who else could it be? It's all pinned on Ye Jiuyou."

"Some fool tries to deceive themselves and others while being smugly satisfied." Zhao Changhe gnashed his teeth, "How goes the search on Ye Jiuyou's side?"

"It's a coincidence... Though I don't know why you want to see the Medicine Pool, according to my investigation, the space heading towards Ye Jiuyou's side should pass through the Medicine Pool. Let's go to the Medicine Pool, you do your inspection, and I'll continue my survey."

One could only say that Ying Wu's stockpile of space fragments is truly abundant, as long as he knows roughly where to go, there's always a path.

When Ye Jiuyou proposed a month's time, saying "someone can help find the location," he hadn't expected Zhao Changhe to find such a professional, and with such dedication. During Zhao Changhe's five days of coma and three days of recuperation, making it a total of eight days, Ying Wu spent all his time doing this task, without rest.

Upon reaching the Medicine Pool, it was evident that it was just a corner, suggesting that a vast Medicine Garden had shattered and Ying Wu had found only a small part of it.

Some of the herbs had already been collected by Ying Wu, while the majority were still nurtured here, displaying a colorful and beautiful sight. Two epochs of time had not affected the plants here in the slightest, as if time had been frozen, presenting their former appearance.

Zhao Changhe sat by the pool, gently stroking an unidentified flower at the edge, pondering that many of these plants and even animals were unlike those of the present time. He wondered if it was due to Primordial Extinction, or because they originally belonged solely to the Heavenly Realm, never existing in the mortal world. The severance of cultivation from ancient to modern times might be a crucial factor—contemporary people lack such powerful entities and can only arduously find a few from ancient secret realms, whereas they might have been abundant in ancient times.

Therefore, another possibility exists: this wasn't a Medicine Garden at all but rather an Imperial Garden. What Ying Wu and himself considered Divine Medicine might merely be ornamental plants kept for their beauty in Ye Wuming's Imperial Garden...

Zhao Changhe absentmindedly petted them for a while, then suddenly took out the Heavenly Book from his ring and placed it by the poolside.

"This is where you once were, and it's my first time encountering the aura of your past life. I imagine you must have a special feeling of revisiting familiar places. I'll leave you here to take a good look."

A person and a book sat quietly by the pond, Zhao Changhe took out a drinking gourd and drank leisurely, not speaking.

The poolside was windless, tranquil as the night.

As if a pair of lovers were watching the scenery together under the moon and flowers.

Ye Wuming: "..."

She almost wanted to speak but forced herself to hold it back.

After a long, long time, Zhao Changhe finally spoke slowly.

"I don't care what kind of scheme you're up to... If you want me to dislike you, there's no need for all this, because from the moment you captured me, I've wanted to beat you up. None of what you do surpasses that one thing; there's no need for unnecessary actions... You're an Innate Demon God, devoid of familial bonds, even a sibling is just an adversary, but I have family, I'm not from an orphanage, I have parents. Right now, I should have been a senior in college, interning, trying to support my family... It's been almost three years, and I truly miss home."

"You see this garden and can reminisce, but I don't even have anything to reminisce about... If I do, it would be a fortune-teller woman who was the last thing I saw in that world."

"Either you kill me now, while I'm not your match, or if you find me useful, allowing me to continue advancing in cultivation, be cautious that one day, I might end up killing you."

Ye Jiuyou and Piaomiao supported their cheeks with their hands, their beautiful eyes blinking.

Interesting.

The gossip of two epochs consumed in one cup of tea.

From afar, Ying Wu's voice suddenly rang out: "Found the path; indeed, a space bridge can be constructed from here."

Zhao Changhe finally took a big gulp of wine, grabbed the Heavenly Book back into his ring, stood tall, and turned away: "The flowers are beautiful."

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