Inside the City Lord's Mansion, Li Qing sat on a meditation cushion. The moment he took his seat, he felt his mind clear, the stray thoughts in his heart fading away completely.
In this state, it would be of tremendous help when comprehending certain Dao arts, and he might even enter a state of enlightenment.
Seeing the faint surprise on Li Qing's face, the City Lord said with a chuckle, "This is a meditation cushion woven from the branches and leaves of the Yuqing Spirit Tree. It was made by a female cultivator in the Spirit Transformation stage who was proficient in the Dao of divine souls and melody. If you want it, you may take this cushion with you."
Li Qing had not expected that, before he had even said anything upon entering, the City Lord would directly offer him such a generous gift. He felt rather flattered.
However, he still declined the gesture.
"Without merit, I dare not accept a reward. I appreciate your kindness, Senior!"
The Xuangu City Lord chuckled. "This is not much of a generous gift. I, Lingxu, have lived for nearly eight thousand years. I still possess this little bit of wealth."
Even so, Li Qing did not accept the offer.
Although this enlightenment cushion had some wondrous uses and could calm the mind and settle the spirit, it was not anything particularly important to him.
Even if he truly wanted one, he could try refining it himself in the future. There was no need to owe someone a favor over such a thing.
Seeing this, the Lingxu City Lord said no more and changed the subject. "My young friend has only just ascended to the Spirit Realm. I imagine there are still many things you have yet to understand?"
Hearing this, Li Qing