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He was not lacking in pills or magic artifacts for the time being.

If he wanted something better, it would have to be fifth tier or above. But with only a single Thunder Elephant Ginseng, the chances of Wei Tu granting it were slim.

He was no fool. He knew that the favor one spiritual herb could demand would not be worth much. His earlier request for Wei Tu to kill the Blissful Divine Marquis had been more of a shot in the dark.

If it worked, everyone would be delighted. If not, he would not greatly offend this Spirit Transformation senior before him over one or two careless verbal missteps.

Thus, after pondering for a moment, the Lord of Zhou clasped his hands and bowed deeply to Wei Tu.

"Um... there is nothing this junior needs Senior to help with. I only hope to save this favor for my descendants. If my children or grandchildren encounter hardship someday... and Senior happens to see them, I ask that Senior look after them a little."

Spirit Transformation cultivators lived for no less than ten thousand years. Outliving three of him would be no difficult feat.

Since the favor Wei Tu offered him was of no use now, he might as well leave it to his descendants and accumulate blessings for them.

A household that accumulated virtue would surely have lingering fortune.

The Liuyang Kingdom's royal family had prospered without decline precisely because they forged good ties far and wide, with marriage alliances everywhere. Even if one generation failed, other relatives and friends would still lend a hand and help them weather the crisis.

"Leave it to your descendants?"

Wei Tu was slightly surprised, but this outcome was also one he could accept.

What the Lord of Zhou sought was not enduring