The cold jade box containing the Glazed Jade Tea was pushed before Ning Zhirou by Lin Yun. The radiance emitted by the Immortal Herb shone upon her face, which was filled with conflict and struggle.
Lin Yun's eloquence was beyond question. Nearly every word struck precisely at Ning Zhirou's heart, throwing her into confusion while stirring an eager impulse within her.
Especially the Glazed Jade Tea that Lin Yun had placed before her—it filled Ning Zhirou's beautiful eyes with intense longing.
As someone who had already consumed Glazed Jade Tea once, Ning Zhirou understood its effects all too well. A richer medicinal fragrance, stronger potency, greater temptation, and a longing that came from the depths of her heart.
She had no doubt that as long as one consumed this Glazed Jade Tea, so long as one's talent was not utterly terrible, their martial soul could easily evolve!
The ultimate goal pursued for ten thousand years was right before her!
And that was merely their most basic demand. The other promises in Lin Yun's words moved Ning Zhirou even more.
Divine Ranks!
Lin Yun had promised them Divine Ranks!
Even if Ning Zhirou did not consider herself, she had to consider her daughter and the clan behind her. Most importantly, the pie Lin Yun had painted was simply too big and too enticing.
Setting aside Divine Ranks, no one on Douluo Continent had become a god in ten thousand years. Even though the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Clan had an ancestor who had become a god, to be honest, they still harbored doubts about godhood. Otherwise, why had their ancestor clearly become a god, yet their Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Clan still lived so miserably after all these ten thousand years?
But even if she excluded those illusory Divine Ranks, the