This could be considered Lin Jing's own little anti-counterfeiting mark, though honestly, it might not make much difference.
The moment he saw the Pure Jade Box, Lin Jing's mouth twitched a little.
"Buying my own elixir, and then giving it to myself as a gift."
"Qing Ling... really..." Lin Jing was momentarily speechless.
"Well, at least she has no idea the Elixir Valley Heir is actually me." With this thought, Lin Jing felt more at ease.
"Oh, that's right."
"Fellow Daoist Qing Ling, where did you buy this elixir? How many Spirit Stones did you spend?"
Lin Jing remembered clearly—Huang Qingling had never been to the black market, and he'd never sold her any elixirs directly either.
Huang Qingling stroked the Pure Jade Box in her hand and said:
"You have no idea. The elixirs sold by the Elixir Valley Heir are super expensive now. This one was actually gotten for me by Old Man Bai from someone else."
"Just this one elixir cost me 800 Lower Grade Spirit Stones."
