To a cultivator of the Dongxuan Realm, this item was a treasure one could only stumble upon by fortune and never obtain by seeking, yet with Lin Xuan's abundant wealth, it really did not amount to much at all.
He had only happened to hear the three of them mention it, so he had conveniently used this pill as a reward.
In anyone else's hands, that Image Pearl would not have had much use, but the secret within it was of utmost, indescribable importance to Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan had never been stingy. For such great merit, he naturally had to show his appreciation properly.
The delicate young woman was naturally overjoyed. She hurriedly stoppered the bottle again and tucked the Nine-Curve Spirit Pill into her robes, while thanking Lin Xuan a thousand times over and kowtowing in deep ceremony.
"All right, there is no need for this. These are all what you deserve. I have never been the sort to grow fat by eating my own words. If you have any questions now, feel free to ask."
Lin Xuan raised a hand in a gesture of support, while his mouth spoke without shock or joy.
"Yes, many thanks, Martial Uncle."
The young woman kowtowed once more before rising gracefully. Then her cherry lips parted slightly, and she asked the cultivation difficulty that had troubled her for a very long time.
After listening, Lin Xuan answered patiently as well. Although he did not quite reach the point of saying all he knew and exhausting all he had to say, he also did not deliberately hide his ability, so the young woman naturally gained a great deal.
Three questions—neither many nor few.
Lin Xuan's explanations were words like pearls and gems. Even if the young woman could not understand them all