The treasure he had searched for so bitterly was right before his eyes, and Perfected Master Tongyu was naturally overjoyed. Yet a hint of hesitation showed on his face as well. As the saying went, one should not accept rewards without merit. Though he and Lin Xuan were still nominally master and disciple, times had changed. Now, whether in status, position, or strength, the gap between the two could no longer be measured in miles.
Even taking their old kindness into account, Lin Xuan saving his life twice had already been more than enough repayment. For him to take out so many treasures on top of that—no matter how one looked at it, how could he have the face to simply accept them?
With Lin Xuan's worldly experience, how could he fail to understand Perfected Master Tongyu's misgivings? He smiled and said, "Master, there's no need to stand on ceremony. Leaving aside how much care you showed Lin back then on Spirit Herb Mountain, the fact that we can meet again now in an upper realm proves our fate is not shallow. To be honest with you, Lin is now a cultivator at the peak of the Dongxuan Realm. These materials and treasures no longer count as anything particularly extraordinary to me, so please, Master, do not be polite."
"In that case, many thanks, Senior."
Perfected Master Tongyu gave a salute, his face full of gratitude. Since Lin Xuan had spoken to this point, if he still refused to take them, that would make him seem far too affected.
At once, he swept his sleeve, and a streak of red light shot out, rolling up those materials. A rich medicinal fragrance entered his nose, refreshing the heart and delighting the spirit. The spirit herbs Lin Xuan had gathered were, of