But this sort of help, like sending charcoal in the snow, would be something they remembered in their hearts.
As the saying went, the kindness of a single drop of water should be repaid with a gushing spring. Lin Xuan believed he had not misjudged them, and he always felt these people were no fish meant for a mere pond. Perhaps, in the future, they would be of great help to him.
For now, he would first forge a good karmic tie.
Even if he truly had misjudged them, it did not matter. A mere four High-Grade Spirit Stones were not worth mentioning in Lin Xuan's eyes. This sort of investment was absolutely worthwhile.
There was no need to say much about what followed. The Holy City cultivators were quite efficient. After enough Spirit Stones were paid, in no more than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the procedures were completed. Five pavilions stood connected together, each of a different style, but each was a complete miniature cultivation cave.
A Cultivation Room, resting chamber, bedroom, Herb Garden, and Spirit Beast Room—all were fully equipped. Lin Xuan was exceedingly satisfied, and after bidding farewell to the Four Friends of Yan Mountain, he arrived at his own cultivation cave.
By then, the sky was already getting late. Without another word, Lin Xuan naturally decided to rest first.
There was no hurry to act. First he would restore his strength, then decide on his movements afterward.
The night passed without incident.
The next day, the Sun rose.
As cultivators, they naturally did not need to sleep for too long. Early in the morning, the Four Friends of Yan Mountain came to invite him along. Lin Xuan had naturally already risen, and then he went with them to the