Jiang Ping An took out another Storage Ring and used divine power to float it before Yan Qiuyue.
"I promised your ancestor that I would help you. There are some resources inside that can aid your cultivation."
He bundled up some pills and talismans he had no use for and gave them to her.
Together with ten bottles of Refined Coral Juice, this counted as fulfilling his promise to the Wind Shadow Sword King.
Besides, this expense was all on Tuanzi. Who told Tuanzi to be so greedy and absorb the Wind Shadow Sword King's inheritance?
Yan Qiuyue hurriedly waved her hands. "Senior, you have already helped me greatly. I cannot accept more of your things."
"Your ancestor helped me even more."
Jiang Ping An forcibly placed the Storage Ring in her hand, bringing this karmic tie to an end.
Yan Qiuyue stared blankly at the Storage Ring in her hand.
She felt as though she were dreaming.
First, he had saved her life. Then, he had used a drop of blood to enhance her talent.
The origin within her body had grown severalfold, and her understanding of the Divine Dao Laws had improved immensely.
She had originally believed that becoming a god was the limit of cultivation, yet under the blessing of so many opportunities, her upper limit had risen dramatically.
Yan Qiuyue bowed to Jiang Ping An. "Thank you, Senior."
Though he had only helped her out of consideration for her ancestor—
Not everyone could keep a promise through the long passage of time.
More often than not, when a person left, the tea grew cold.
"Senior, may I ask who my ancestor was?"
Yan Qiuyue voiced the doubt in her heart. She did not even know who her ancestor was.
Jiang Ping An fell silent for a