Divine Liquid should be a liquid, yet unlike ordinary liquids that scatter, it formed the shape of a droplet, standing upright in Tong Sanlang's palm. It was pure white, untainted by even a speck of impurity, emanating a glowing radiance.
"Just looking at it makes me feel like my entire soul is being purified." Qiao Xiaomai stared at the Divine Liquid, murmuring to herself.
"Let's divide it, come on, the knife, I'll cut it open." Tong Sanlang gestured for Xiaomai to get a knife.
"You should just eat it!" Xiaomai, seeing he was serious, quickly shook her head, "Hurry, don't waste it, if you don't eat it now the flavor will soon be gone!"
"No, we'll share it." Tong Sanlang was adamant.
If it was to extend one's life, then he and Qiao Xiaomai would extend their lives together.