The medicinal scent of Medicinal Saint City was rich and unforgettable.
Qin Yu breathed in this internal qi, feeling refreshed.
Around Medicinal Saint City were countless medicinal stalls with all sorts of herbs.
Qin Yu had a desolate divine eye, so he could tell the age of the herbs at a glance.
These herbs were all more than ten thousand years old, not rare in Holy Region.
Qin Yu frowned slightly. He sized up these herbs and said in a low voice, "Even herbs from these stalls were around ten thousand years old. What kind of herbs do they have in the palace?"
He couldn't even imagine what the palace would be like! The herbs there might be dozens of thousands of years old!
Although he didn't need too aged herbs to make Nascent Soul Pills, the quality also played an important role.
It didn't hurt to give it a shot if he could get older herbs.
Therefore, Qin Yu walked toward the palace while observing the herbs on both sides.