"For cultivators, resources, teachings, companions, and a place to cultivate—which of those can we do without? Your pill refining is a great service to the Heavenly One Dao, Senior. As for us, we pursue immortality and the Dao to strengthen our bodies and someday ascend in broad daylight. I haven't really thought about whether we become an immortal sect," I explained. If we really became the second immortal sect, the existing one would surely come looking for me to shoulder the heavenly calamities.
"There are so many medicinal ingredients here, and such an extraordinary variety. My disciples probably couldn't identify even twenty percent of them. Only I know what they do, and some of them must have disappeared from the mortal world long ago. I don't know how you found them. They've even brought several ancient formulas to mind. Ah, someone like me spends his entire life hoping to reproduce a few ancient formulas, perhaps even improve on them. Now all of that is possible!" Zhu Yiguang was already an old man, but the more he thought about it, the more excited he became. In the end, tears streamed down his face.
"Don't get too excited just yet, Senior. If these alone are enough to shock you, I'm afraid your heart won't stand the ingredients we bring in later," I said, trying to calm Zhu Yiguang down.
"Exactly! Who do you think Brother Tian is? He's a man who can go anywhere in both the yin and yang realms. Senior Uncle, is this really all you've seen? And here I was singing your praises to Brother Tian!" Zhao He immediately mocked him.
"Get lost, you little brat! Say another word and I'll beat you!" Zhao He's words wiped all the pride off Zhu Yiguang's face. Furious, he grabbed a medicinal