"Human, take what you need and start cultivating," the Eagle General ordered before Oliver had even gotten to his feet.
He stood first, still staring at the pile of treasures in front of him — which, as it turned out, included Spiritual Pills.
Since most of them were things he didn't recognize, he could only rely on his instincts.
For example, a long-stemmed black rose somehow drew his attention strongly.
His cultivation instincts urged him to claim it.
When he picked up the black rose and brought it close to his eyes, he noticed it had a mysterious fragrance — one that lightened his head while making his mind work on its own.
This effect is similar to Rowan Lee's wine, but far stronger, he thought.
Even more astonishingly, the rose's effect didn't require consumption — just inhaling its scent was enough.
"Human, is that useful?" the Eagle General asked.
"Yes. It's amazing. I can cultivate with this first," Oliver replied.
"Then get to it."
