At that moment, Wan Jinrong felt the world suddenly fall silent. He could hear the sound of his own blood flowing.
That old "ominous" premonition surfaced in his mind. He had sensed that his cultivation would never again surpass the other man's, and now the signs had already appeared.
"Fellow Daoist, you should be making preparations for the future, shouldn't you?"
Ji An nodded generously and said with a smile:
"I was fortunate enough to break through."
"Congratulations."
Wan Jinrong's heart was a tumult of mixed emotions. They had once walked side by side, yet slowly, all he could see was the other man's back.
He rubbed his hands together to hide his unease. "I failed to bring a congratulatory gift. Please do not take offense."
Sensing the slight awkwardness in his tone, Ji An immediately took a large square box from the Void Stone. "These are spoils from my harvest—Third Order Top-Grade bone materials. Fellow Daoist, see whether you can make use of them."
Hearing that they were Third Order Top-Grade materials, Wan Jinrong's attention immediately shifted. Materials of this level had always circulated only among late golden core cultivators and were rarely seen in ordinary times.
He rose to his feet, and when he saw the quantity of materials inside, he gave Ji An a deep look.
He received so many materials in the distribution. He must have contributed quite a bit!
He extended his divine sense and examined the quality of several bone fragments. His eyes shone as he said, "The materials are extremely strong, and exceptionally pure as well, with almost no impurities. How much does Fellow Daoist intend to sell?"
Any artifact refiner who had the means wanted to stockpile as many high-grade artifact refining materials as possible.
Ji An looked into his eyes and