Immediately, he turned his gaze to Xu Ping, whose face was pale:
"Not bad, not bad. Your ripening ability has surpassed that of an average Fourth Rank spirit plant cultivator!"
This was high praise; the vision of the Nine Nether Elder was extraordinary, and earning his commendation was no easy feat.
"How about you just fully ripen this boundary flower? As for the reward, I definitely won't let you down," suggested the Nine Nether Elder, his tone tinged with temptation.
Xu Ping, after steadying his breath, showed a slight bitter smile, a mix of helplessness in that smile: "You flatter me too much, senior."
"Reviving this boundary flower has already cost me a significant portion of my lifespan. If I were to fully ripen it, I couldn't do it even if it meant exhausting all my lifespan."
In truth, if he gave it his all to ripen it, he surely could, but that would reveal too much of his hand.
