"Done. That's easy enough. Today is Soaring Heavens Palace's grand celebration in centuries. We can spare a jar of White Frost Dew." Chen Henian agreed, though naturally, it would only be one jar. White Frost Dew was difficult to brew, and he had only a few jars in stock.
"Good, good. Fellow Daoist Lu, it's been a while. When I ran into you at Heavenly Sword Mountain back then, I knew you weren't meant to remain in a pond. I never expected that in such a short time, you would form your Nascent Soul and become one of us. Congratulations!" Riverstar Old Monster said with a hearty laugh. "What a pity that I encountered an urgent matter a few days ago and had to leave midway. I couldn't wait for Fellow Daoist Lu to complete the process. It was a great regret!"
Riverstar Old Monster still had a very favorable impression of Lu Xiaotian. The Primordial Star Palace had one or two Golden Core cultivators with exceptionally good aptitude. After using the Nascent Soul Formation Pills they had obtained in the previous exchange, there was a very high chance that another Nascent Soul Cultivator would emerge.
"I still have to thank Fellow Daoist Riverstar for protecting me during the first half," Lu Xiaotian said with a smile.
"Fellow Daoist Henian, I heard that you were giving Riverstar Old Monster several jars of White Frost Dew. You can't leave out my share."
The Ancient Sword Sect's grandmaster of artifact refinement, Yue Chenggang, was himself a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator. He was a burly, broad-waisted old man with a hooked beard, and he came striding through the air, bellowing in a rough voice.
"Fellow Daoist Yue, don't try to swindle me. I clearly only agreed to one jar just now," Chen