A Group of Drama Queens

The betting ceremony came to a close.

The vast horse racing field began its recovery.

Simultaneously, a glass bottle appeared in Song Shuhang's hand. It was roughly the size of a canned beverage and contained a pale blue liquid.

This was the Heavenly Dao Eye Drops.

In the world of cultivation, this treasure was considered priceless. A magical tool with a spirit was an entirely different concept from one without. Injecting a soul into it would fundamentally transform the tool.

Song Shuhang raised the glass bottle and scrutinized the eye drops within. He couldn't help but feel like he sensed a faint trace of a law emanating from these drops.