Huanyue Sect, Wangyue Mountain.
Yang Zhengshan handed the two Turtle Breath Pills to True Person Jingshui. True Person Jingshui held the small porcelain bottle, his expression rather complicated.
There was excitement, there was relief, and there was also a touch of helplessness and desolation.
Although two Turtle Breath Pills could let him enter a turtle-breath state and extend his life by twenty years, this sort of life extension was no more than clinging to breath in a dying gasp.
If he could break through to Foundation Establishment Late Stage during this period, then he could gain another twenty or thirty years of lifespan. But if he could not break through, then all he would have done was sleep for twenty years.
"Many thanks!" True Person Jingshui still said gratefully.
Yang Zhengshan waved his hand. "Senior, there's no need to be polite with me!"
Toward True Person Jingshui, Yang Zhengshan was Still Very respectful. On the basis that True Person Jingshui had once given him guidance, he ought to refine the Turtle Breath Pills for him.
Unfortunately, this was all he could do. As for anything else, he had no way to help.
Jingshui gathered away his complicated emotions, and his face returned to its usual peacefulness and indifference.
"In the future, this Wangyue Mountain will be left to you!"
Wangyue Mountain was the cultivation site the Huanyue Sect had given Yang Zhengshan, but there were still other Huanyue Sect Immortal Cultivators on Wangyue Mountain. Previously, True Person Jingshui had always managed Wangyue Mountain's affairs, but now that True Person Jingshui had the Turtle Breath Pills, he would inevitably enter the turtle-breath state, so the affairs on Wangyue Mountain ought to be handed over to Yang Zhengshan as well.
Yang Zhengshan frowned. "Leave it to Liu Yue instead!"
"Liu Yue also