The ugly girl's nirvana, the disabled prince's love

Chapter 198 The Master of the Mysterious Space

However, she only felt the pain of having her intact skin pinched, but did not feel the severe pain that the wound should have.

She was full of doubts and lifted up the bloody skirt in disbelief. What appeared in front of her was an intact right foot with only a few blood stains left on it.

This amazing discovery shocked Shen Yiran. She quickly sorted out her thoughts and tried to find the key.

First of all, she was absolutely sure that this must be the effect of the "Moonlight Holy Healing Pill". Just now in the fortress, she witnessed with her own eyes that the wounds of Huihu and Yanlang had miraculously healed.

But at the same time, her heart was full of questions. She had clearly taken the "Yuehua Shengyu Dan" a long time ago. Why did it still have such a powerful effect now after such a long time?

Then, she recalled that Ren Jingzhi was seriously injured while saving the emperor. At that time, his wound did not heal immediately after taking the "Yuehua Shengyu Dan".

Shen Yiran was lost in deep thought, and suddenly her eyes lit up. Could it be that she had taken the "Moonlight Holy Healing Pill" and her wounds would heal quickly in the secret space? The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was possible.

While Shen Yiran was still thinking about the issue of wound healing, the old man walked towards him from the front.

The old man looked at them with a smile, his eyes full of admiration: "Congratulations, you have successfully passed the third level. Your courage and wisdom are admirable. But next, there are more important tasks waiting for you..."

The mysterious tone seemed to hint that an even more thrilling adventure was about to begin.

After that, the old man led them to continue walking forward. On both sides of the road, exotic flowers and plants swayed gracefully, exuding a faint fragrance, like a melodious song of nature.

Occasionally, some small insects flashing faint light dance among the flowers and plants like lively stars, adding a touch of lively beauty to this mysterious land.

As they moved forward, Shen Yiran's anticipation burned like a flame. She seemed to be able to feel the breath of the magical herb garden getting closer like a spring breeze.

The brilliant tiger and the flame wolf also seemed extremely excited. They looked around from time to time, and their curious looks seemed as if they were cast under a spell by the wonderful scene that was about to appear.

Finally, a courtyard appeared before their eyes like a dream painting. In the courtyard, there were a variety of magical herbs, and the scene made Shen Yiran amazed as if he had seen a fairyland.

The various herbs have different shapes. Some are like small and exquisite gems, emitting brilliant light, like bright stars fallen to the earth; some are like smart ribbons, swaying gently in the breeze, as if dancing a graceful dance.

Some of them are like ancient totems, full of mystery, as if carrying the secrets of the years. The whole herb garden is filled with rich spiritual energy, which flows slowly in the air like a smart spirit.

Shen Yiran's eyes widened, her face full of shock and joy. She felt as if she was in a dream world, with a strong sense of mission in her heart, beating her soul like a surging wave.

She walked slowly into the herb garden, gently touched those magical herbs, and felt the powerful power they contained, as if she was touching a mysterious source of power.

The old man looked at the herb garden with a smile and said slowly: "The herbs in this herb garden are all rare in the world. Look, the herb shaped like a flame is called 'Spirit Flame Grass'. Its red leaves are like burning flames, emitting fiery spiritual energy, and can heal serious injuries.

There is also the 'Ice Flower' that looks like a snowflake, its petals are as white as snow, emitting a hint of coldness, and can cure all kinds of poisons.

The mission of this herb garden is to save the people when an epidemic occurs. And you, Shen Yiran, are the owner of this mysterious space.

I am only the guardian of this place. Everything here is waiting for you to discover and use it for the benefit of the people of the world."

Shen Yiran was in a state of confusion when she heard this. She just accidentally opened the mysterious space and then fought hard to get the magical herbs.

She had never thought of being the master here! She knew very well that the greater the power, the greater the responsibility, and she was just a woman, how could she take on such a heavy responsibility?

"Senior, you must have made a mistake. How could I be the owner of the mysterious space?" Shen Yiran was extremely anxious and wanted to deny this identity eagerly.

"Girl, don't refuse anymore. I won't be wrong. If you are not, how can you successfully pass these three levels?" The old man looked at Shen Yiran with a firm face, his eyes full of certainty.

Shen Yiran's mind instantly flashed with Yu Gongyu's dagger with leaf patterns. At this moment, she didn't care about many things. In her opinion, Yu Gongyu should be the master here.

She looked at the old man and said anxiously: "Senior, in fact, the dagger that opens the mysterious space is not mine. I can bring the owner of the dagger to you, really, you must believe me."

The old man looked at Shen Yiran's eagerness to distance himself from the matter and smiled. "No matter what kind of coincidence it was, you were the one who opened the door to the mysterious space. All of this was predestined."

After saying this, he took two steps forward, his expression solemn and dignified, like a sacred messenger. The old man slowly stretched out his right hand, with his palm approaching Shen Yiran's left wrist.

Shen Yiran subconsciously wanted to retract his hand, but he seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and could not move.

The old man's palm gently covered Shen Yiran's left wrist, and in an instant, a warm and strange feeling spread from the wrist like a warm current.

Shen Yiran stared at the old man's actions with wide eyes, looking at him in amazement. The old man closed his eyes slightly, muttering something, as if he was performing a mysterious ritual, and the sound echoed in the air like an ancient spell.

Gradually, Shen Yiran felt her wrist begin to heat up, as if a small flame was burning. She nervously tried to break free, but found that she was completely powerless.

As time passed, the heat became more and more intense, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on Shen Yiran's forehead, as crystal clear as pearls.

Suddenly, a dazzling light emanated from the old man's palm, illuminating the entire herb garden. The light was as bright as the sun.

Shen Yiran only felt a white blur in front of her eyes, and could not see anything clearly. When the light gradually faded, she looked down at her left wrist and was stunned.

On her left wrist, a thin leaf shape was imprinted. The texture of the leaf was clearly visible, emitting a faint light, like a mysterious totem telling an ancient story.

Shen Yiran was so shocked that she was speechless. The shape of this leaf was exactly the same as the leaf on the dagger!

After a long while, Shen Yiran finally came back to her senses from the shock. She asked in a trembling voice: "Senior, this... what's going on?"