As soon as he entered, he was captivated by the scene before him—
Three-year-old Little Yaoyao was soaking in a cyan jade tub half as tall as a person, filled with emerald green medicinal liquid.
The liquid emitted a faint fragrance, with small vortices of spiritual power occasionally swirling on the surface.
The little girl's face was tense, finely carved from jade, showing a surprising degree of determination despite her young age.
Her small hands tightly gripped the edge of the tub, her knuckles slightly pale, clearly enduring the pain of washing marrow.
Yu Yan, in a pale cyan dress, was attentively guarding nearby.
Her slender fingers held a crystalline spirit medicine, which she cast into the tub from time to time.
Each time the medicine fell in, the liquid would ripple, and the emerald glow would brighten a bit.
Suddenly, Yu Yan keenly sensed a faint ripple at the Cave Mansion entrance's restriction.
