Ling Clan Territory's Seventy-Two Spirit Veins

Mu Ping Zhenren also smiled and said to Ling Pengyun,

"Your clan truly keeps its word. There is nothing wrong with either the quality or quantity of this batch of pills."

As he spoke, he paused slightly, then asked again with a hint of curiosity,

"By the way, Daoyou, I noticed that quite a few of the Gathering Yuan Pills in this batch are already close to superior quality, much better than the previous batch. Could it be that your clan's alchemist has broken through his alchemy bottleneck and entered the Third Rank Middle Grade?"

Ling Pengyun did not conceal it. He nodded lightly and said with a smile,

"Indeed. We have Daoyou to thank for this. If not for the sixty Gathering Yuan Grass plants you entrusted to our clan over the years, our clan's alchemist would likely still be trapped at the Third Rank Low Grade in the path of alchemy."

"On behalf of our clan's alchemist, I thank you, Daoyou."

The alchemist they spoke of was naturally Ling Yunhong, the Ling Clan's strongest Third Rank alchemist and its Clan Head.

Mu Ping Zhenren's eyes brightened at his words, and he immediately said,

"You must not say that. I truly do not deserve your thanks, Daoyou. With the tremendous benefits your clan's alchemist offered in refining Gathering Yuan Pills, even without me, your clan could surely have gathered a great quantity of Third Rank Gathering Yuan Grass."

"Now that your clan's alchemist has entered the Third Rank Middle Grade, it is simply a matter of water flowing into its channel."

"On the contrary, I should be thanking your clan's alchemist. Without that alchemist Daoyou's help, I would never have been able to use the Gathering Yuan Grass I cultivated to obtain such a vast number of Gathering Yuan