Gu He's words brought Yao Kongzi back to his senses. He pushed the jade box toward Gu He and said somewhat embarrassedly, "We'll split the Yang Ling Paste equally. Everything else in this cave abode is yours."
He knew that Gu He and the Pill Fire Pavilion had done most of the work against Ice River Valley. Even if the Pill Tower helped conceal things for them, it would already be generous of Gu He to give him a third of these treasures. However, the eight-colored pill he planned to refine required Yang Ling Paste as an ingredient, so he had no choice but to shamelessly ask for it.
Gu He considered it. For someone with exceptional innate talent, Yang Ling Paste was not particularly useful; at most, it enhanced one's talent by an imperceptible amount. For someone who possessed the Devouring Flame, it was not as useful as one might imagine. On the other hand, using the Yang Ling Paste to build goodwill with Yao Kongzi was not a bad deal. Besides, he was not taking it for nothing—the items in the remaining two halls had been voluntarily offered to him. Naturally, he would not refuse them. Thus, Gu He said, "All right, I agree."
"You really are a good man, Gu He." Overjoyed, Yao Kongzi patted Gu He on the shoulder affectionately.
The two took out jade bottles and divided the Yang Ling Paste in the jade box equally. Both were quite satisfied with their gains this time.
Next, Gu He stored all the scrolls and jade boxes from the first two halls into his Ring. Fortunately, although the items here were precious, they did not take up much space, and his Ring could still hold them. After putting away every scroll and jade box, Gu He looked