Little Gold's Turning Point

"Refining a single tea leaf takes ten years, so for the next four hundred and eighty years, I will follow you.

"Of course, I will not take your things for nothing. Each tea leaf can be exchanged for one time I act on your behalf."

"Four hundred and eighty years! Then how should Luo address you, Fellow Daoist?"

If it was a powerful yet innocent fool like a Maid Puppet, Luo Hong did not mind having an extra little tagalong. He immediately asked in a gentle tone.

"Ying Ming. This is the name Master bestowed upon me."

The Maid Puppet answered slowly.

Having resolved the foremost issue with remarkable ease, Luo Hong happily arranged cultivation tasks for Luzhu.

With Ying Ming's authority, Luzhu obtained a spirit chamber in the Heavenly Question Cave Mansion to use as her cultivation site.

Since Ying Ming lacked the authority and was unwilling to open the quiet room True Lord Wentian had used for cultivation, while ordinary spirit chambers were of little help to Luo Hong, he simply sat cross-legged atop the peak and focused on eradicating the foreign Spiritual Qi from his wounds.

As for Ying Ming herself, after learning that Luo Hong did not intend to leave for the time being, she was in no hurry either. She returned directly to her little house and quietly refined Enlightenment Tea.

Thus, the three went about their separate tasks, and three years swiftly passed.

There was no distinction between day and night in the Heavenly Question Cave Mansion, while the emerald peak was springlike throughout the year. On this day, Luo Hong, who had sat in meditation with closed eyes for three years, finally expelled the last trace of foreign Spiritual Qi. Every wound on his body healed completely without leaving so much as a