Spirit Feeding Pills
The courtyard wasn't large. On the left stood an exquisite Bamboo Building, while several acres of Spirit Fields stretched across the right, planted with more than a dozen kinds of Spirit Herbs. Over a dozen colorful butterflies danced among the fields.
Following a narrow path paved with bluestone, one came to an exquisite stone pavilion.
The middle-aged man led the white-robed young man to the pavilion and invited him to sit beside the stone table.
"Senior Brother Zhao, I roasted this Hundred Blossoms Tea myself. Give it a try." The middle-aged man picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of Fragrant Tea.
"We can have tea later. This is a bottle of Spirit Feeding Pills that can help spirit beasts advance. Please accept it, Junior Brother Zhao." The white-robed young man flipped his hand, producing a porcelain bottle, and placed it on the stone table. He spoke with a smile.
"What do you mean by this, Senior Brother Zhao?" Seeing this, the middle-aged man furrowed his brow, his eyes full of confusion.
"It's nothing. Didn't you ask me last time to help you refine a batch of Spirit Feeding Pills, Junior Brother Zhao? Here they are. There are ten in all. If your Level One High-grade Azure Winged Bird takes these pills and cultivates in seclusion for several years, there's a very good chance it'll advance to Level Two. Don't you want your spirit beast to advance?" The white-robed young man picked up his teacup, drained it, and spoke mildly.
"Who wouldn't want their spirit beast to advance? But among the Foundation Establishment Cultivators in our sect, there are no more than a handful who can refine Spirit Feeding Pills. The number sold outside the sect each year is pitifully small. A bottle of Spirit