Saintly Venerable Tu Zhang's words gave Qin Fengming a highly favorable impression. This Mahayana cultivator from the True Demon Realm was truly an upright and forthright person. From beginning to end, he had never taken credit for his achievements, and he placed Saintly Venerable Shiyou in extremely high regard.
However, Qin Fengming understood that Saintly Venerable Tu Zhang had dared to seek trouble with Ancestor Jiao Wei only because he was willing to risk falling in battle.
Apart from an existence on Saintly Venerable Shiyou's level, who could claim that they would emerge unscathed from a great battle with Ancestor Jiao Wei? Saintly Venerable Tu Zhang knew full well how dangerous this was, yet he had still done it. How could Qin Fengming not understand the deeper meaning behind it?
A person who placed such great importance on loyalty was precisely the sort Qin Fengming was willing to befriend.
"Saintly Venerable, please don't decline. Although you came at Fellow Daoist Shiyou's instruction, risking a battle with Ancestor Jiao Wei was entirely for this Qin's sake. This Qin may be dull, but he can still tell. This pill is nothing to this Qin. Consider it a small token of this Qin's appreciation."
Qin Fengming waved his hand and sent the jade bottle back before Saintly Venerable Tu Zhang once more.
Tu Zhang looked at the jade bottle but did not take it immediately. His tiger eyes flickered, and he soon said, "Since that is the case, then this Tu will shamelessly accept it. I happen to have a stalk of Heavenly Sound Grass here. It should be of some use to the Pill Lord, so I'll give it to you."
Heavenly Sound Grass was a strange spirit herb containing a peculiar energy. During thunderstorms, it could produce the sound of rumbling