"Yu Yan, when did you become so cute?"
Hearing Wang Yu Yan's words, Shen Lang almost spat out the tea he had just drunk, pinching Wang Yu Yan's face and said with a smile.
"Husband, don't say that, I think these books are quite good."
Wang Yu Yan said with a playful smile, "Maybe I will become a miracle, not meditating or practicing, but reaching the Xiantian realm just by reading."
"Hahaha, good, then I look forward to you creating a miracle."
Shen Lang kissed Wang Yu Yan on the forehead, then smiled and helped Wang Yu Yan carry the boxes into the room.
"Wolong, you're back?"
After Shen Lang moved things into the room, Wang Yu Yan saw Wolong who had stood up, and with a kind smile on her face, said, "Where have you been during this time? Your senior brother misses you very much and often talks about you."
"Sister-in-law Yu Yan, long time no see."
Wolong looked at this little sister-in-law who was six or seven years younger than him, and with a gentle smile on his face, said, "Sister-in-law, you're getting more and more beautiful, just like a fairy from a painting. There's no second peerless beauty like you in the world."
"You, just like your senior brother, tell lies as soon as you open your mouth."
Wang Yu Yan knew her own beauty, but after being praised so much, she was no longer surprised. In this world, apart from Shen Lang's praise, Wang Yu Yan was very indifferent to the praise of others. She said with a smile.
"Little sister-in-law, I went back to my sect. My master asked me to send his regards to you and bring you a gift."
Wolong knew that his sister-in-law was not as simple as she appeared. After smiling, he took out a black box from a bag he carried and handed it to Wang Yu Yan, saying, "This is the gift from my master to you."
"Your master?"
Wang Yu Yan said, "I heard my grandfather mention that your master's Taoist name is Tian Tong Dao Ren, a half-human, half-immortal expert. But I haven't visited him yet, how can I have the nerve to have him send me a gift?"
Wang Yu Yan didn't know much about Shen Lang and Wolong's master, she only heard her grandfather Wang Yun Chuan mention it three years ago.
Wang Yu Yan would not forget the way her grandfather described the person at that time, as if he were not human, but a god.
However, Wang Yu Yan knew without thinking that the person must be one of the most powerful people in the world, otherwise, he would never have taught such excellent disciples as Shen Lang and Wolong.
"Sister-in-law, my master treats me and my senior brother like his own sons. It is only natural to give a gift to a daughter-in-law. Since he sent it, you should accept it."
Wolong looked at Wang Yu Yan, smiled, and then handed the black gift box to Wang Yu Yan.
Seeing this, Wang Yu Yan smiled and accepted the gift box.
"Oh, what is this?"
As Wang Yu Yan was wondering what was in the gift box, Shen Lang walked out and said with a smile.
"Husband, this is a gift from your master, and I'm also very curious about what's inside."
Seeing Shen Lang, Wang Yu Yan's face bloomed like a flower and she said.
"Since you're curious, let's open it and see."
Shen Lang looked at Wang Yu Yan and said gently, "The old man has many treasures, and I'd like to see what treasure he'll give you."
"Okay, you open it."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Wang Yu Yan handed the black gift box to Shen Lang.
"That won't do. This is a gift from the old man to you, so you should open it yourself."
Shen Lang pushed the box back and said.
"Then I'll open it myself."
Since Shen Lang said so, Wang Yu Yan naturally wouldn't be coy any longer, and then slowly opened the black gift box.
Two seconds later, the gift box was opened, and Wang Yu Yan found that the gift box contained not gold, silver, jewelry, nor jade, but simply an ordinary grass.
This grass was twenty centimeters tall, lush and leafy, with a long stem, and emitted a faint fragrance.
"Husband, what is this?"
Seeing this, Wang Yu Yan looked at Shen Lang with confusion and said.
"Damn it..."
As soon as Wang Yu Yan finished speaking, she saw Shen Lang and Wolong's eyes widen, staring at the grass in the gift box with shock, their breathing rapid.
"Senior brother... this, this... is the old man sure he's not out of his mind? How could he bear to give away this rare treasure to someone else?"
Wolong stared intently at the contents of the box and said to Shen Lang.
"I... I don't know... When did the old man become so generous?"
Shen Lang's breathing was rapid, his eyes burning, and he said, "You brought the gift down the mountain, did you not open it to see?"
"No, I wouldn't open a gift from the old man to my little sister-in-law. I just didn't expect the old man would give this as a gift to my little sister-in-law."
Wolong's eyes were about to fall out, and his voice trembled.
"Husband, what's wrong with you two? Why are you so shocked? Isn't this just a blade of grass? Why are you so shocked?"
Wang Yu Yan looked at the two who were greatly shocked and asked with confusion.
"Yu Yan, you mustn't say that, you absolutely mustn't say it, do you understand?"
As soon as Wang Yu Yan finished speaking, Shen Lang covered her mouth with his hand and said, "Yu Yan, this is not ordinary grass, this is a rare treasure, a true priceless treasure."
"You must have reverence, do you understand reverence?"
"What?" Hearing this, Wang Yu Yan became even more curious and said, "Husband, what on earth is this?"
"Alright, I'll tell you, this is called the Nine Springs Returning Soul Grass."
Shen Lang said, "This grass was found by my master on the peak of Kunlun Mountain. It grew under the nourishment of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Later, it was nourished by my master with various precious medicinal wines. Therefore, it has become a true divine elixir. Even if a person dies, as long as the body is not rotten and the internal organs are intact, this grass can bring them back to life within seven days."
"This..."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Wang Yu Yan's eyes instantly widened. She knew this grass might be unusual, but she never expected that this grass would be such a rare and precious treasure, a truly priceless treasure.
"Husband, why would your master give me such a precious gift?"
Wang Yu Yan looked at Shen Lang with confusion and asked.
"I don't know."
Shen Lang said, "This grass has always been taken care of by the old man, and none of us can get close to it. It's hard for us to believe that he would give it to you, but he must have his reasons."
Shen Lang said, "The Nine Springs Returning Soul Grass cannot be separated from the soil for too long, so we must plant it as soon as possible."
"Okay, tell me how to plant it, and I'll find a flower pot and soil to plant it right away. I'll water it every day from now on."
Knowing how precious this grass was, Wang Yu Yan's expression also became solemn.
Seeing this, Shen Lang quickly stopped her and said, "Yu Yan, don't be reckless. This is not an ordinary object and cannot be cared for by ordinary methods. It can only be planted with soil from Kunlun and watered with special medicinal wine. Other soil and water will cause it to wither and die."