C126 Tender Grass

In the timeless realm of cultivation, Ding Yue turned his palm over, and the Demonbane Stone materialized in his hand. With a mere thought, the stone levitated and began to grow, emitting a soft yellow glow.

Soon after, the Demonbane Stone contracted to the size of a soybean, flickered, and was absorbed into Ding Zhen's dantian. A stream of text then flooded Ding Yue's mind. Upon reading it