He immediately sought out Ling Yunhong and handed the item over to him.
The smile on Ling Yunhong's face never faded.
In the end, he spoke with a solemn expression.
"Peng Yun, I am deeply pleased that you entrusted such a treasure to me for refinement. For this... thank you."
"But rest assured. In my hands, this treasure will never lose its former splendor."
"When you need aid, I will become the sharpest spear at your side and lend you my strength."
Hearing this, Ling Pengyun said with a smile, "Ancestor, there is no need for thanks."
"When I first stepped onto the Dao Path, I received no small amount of your grace. We are family; supporting one another is only right."
Clan Head Ling Yunhong felt warmth rise in his heart. Looking at Ling Pengyun before him, who possessed quite the Celestial Bone Structure, he could not help recalling the days when Ling Pengyun had been young—a promising seedling in the clan's spirit plant arts, following behind him year-round to tend spirit plants in the various Spirit Fields.
His gaze shifted to the Ling Clan Golden Core cultivators around him, and a smile once more appeared on his face.
Yet this smile was especially bright, born from the joy in his heart.
"After all these years, you children have grown up without even realizing it. You have become capable..."
He was among the oldest generation of the clan. At present, nearly half the clan's Golden Core cultivators had relied on his care to survive that difficult period when they had first entered the Dao Path.
Ling Pengyun was even more so. In his early years, he had followed Ling Yunhong to study artifact refinement and spirit plant cultivation. Their bond ran extremely deep, and he had long since regarded