Ye Changqing gazed outside, eyes distant:
"I really envy you all, catching such a good time."
Upon hearing this, Ji An understood his meaning; it seemed the sect's cultivation of the spiritual vein was nearing completion.
Reflecting on it, he realized the sect's mandatory tasks had been carried out for fourteen or fifteen years.
According to the master's words, cultivating the spiritual vein could succeed in twenty years or so; indeed, the time for harvest was approaching.
Once this spiritual vein is elevated to Tier Three Lower Grade, the prices of various spiritual objects will surely fall rapidly.
"Senior Brother, let's have some tea first."
Ji An stepped outside, lowered his voice, and said:
"Fellow Daoist Liang, could you please prepare a table of Spirit Fish Banquet, accompanied by some fresh fruits and vegetables, with a lighter taste."
"Alright," Liang Hill replied and left.
