On the cliff behind Eastern Splendor Stronghold, He Pingtian's face twitched several times.
He looked at Li Yun's radiant smile and suddenly felt as though he had fallen into a pit.
"Chief... Chief Lin, what did you just say?"
Li Yun still smiled gently, as though discussing something trivial.
"I need a large number of Spirit Transformation Cultivation Techniques and Martial Arts to accumulate Martial Intent and prepare for Spirit Transformation. Grandmaster He, you've traveled the world for years and have friends everywhere. Surely you can help me with that?"
He Pingtian opened his mouth, but for a moment, he had no idea how to answer.
A large number of Spirit Transformation Cultivation Techniques and Martial Arts?
A large number, my ass!
They weren't cabbages. Every Spirit Transformation Cultivation Technique was a secret jealously guarded by its sect, a treasure countless martial artists dreamed of obtaining.
For an ordinary martial artist, acquiring even one would be a heaven-sent fortune.
Yet this fellow had opened his mouth and asked for "a large number"!
But could He Pingtian refuse?
He couldn't.
Even setting aside his friendship with Li Yun, what he had witnessed last night—Sacred Will subduing a Dragon Soul—had told him that this young man was worth staking everything on.
"All right."
He Pingtian drew a deep breath and nodded firmly.
"Since Chief Lin has asked, I'll do everything I can. Some old friends of mine do have Spirit Transformation Cultivation Techniques. I'll write to them at once and have the letters sent out."
Li Yun's smile broadened.
"Then thank you, Grandmaster He. There's no need to rush, though. I actually have a few Spirit Transformation Cultivation Techniques on hand. They'll do for the time being."
"I mainly want to prepare for what comes next."
He Pingtian froze for a moment,