Spiritual Tools and pills for the Foundation Establishment Realm no longer meant much to Chen Lin, but He Yuqing was immensely grateful for them.
"Thank you, Master. However, your disciple is already advanced in years and probably has little ability to repay you. All I can do is spend my remaining days serving faithfully by your side."
Chen Lin glanced at her and smiled. "It's good that you have the heart for it. But you went so far as to borrow my name and promise a Spiritual Tool as payment just to survive. Could you really resign yourself to dying of old age?"
Although many people did not fear death, no one wanted to die. All her maneuvering had been nothing more than an attempt to win a chance at Foundation Establishment.
He Yuqing's aged face reddened. Knowing that her little scheme had nowhere to hide before Chen Lin, she simply admitted it openly. "Your disciple truly cannot resign herself to dying of old age like this. Please help me fulfill my wish, Master!"
She had neither talent nor backing, but she had a heart that refused to surrender. From the time she left Tianyuan Continent until now, she had never married or had children, precisely because she refused to accept dying of old age like this.
Chen Lin's smile faded. "Rest assured. Since we are master and disciple, I will provide you with a Foundation Establishment Pill. But you are nearly a hundred years old, after all. Whether you can still establish your foundation will depend on your own fate."
He had no shortage of Foundation Establishment Pills. He had given plenty to outsiders, so he certainly would not stint on his own disciple.
After speaking, he had Chen Qingying help settle her in, leaving further matters until her