"Senior Jiang, this is a hundred-year-old Fire Spirit Ginseng. It can strengthen your foundation, replenish your vitality, and nourish your soul."
"This ore is an Ember Crystal Core, formed over a hundred years by the Underground Fire Vein. It can be used to forge divine weapons or assist in cultivating fire-based techniques."
Feng Xiaotian introduced the gifts earnestly.
Even to the thousand-year-old Feng Family, these two items were exceptionally precious, despite the many treasures in their family treasury.
It could be said that he had gone all out to build a connection with Jiang Yan and secure some possibility for the future.
"You've gone to a lot of trouble."
Jiang Yan glanced at the gifts and nodded slightly.
"Senior, this junior didn't know what you might like."
Nearby,
Lin Canglan hurriedly presented his own gift when he saw this.
It was a palm-sized piece of ore, completely transparent, with a silvery-white liquid inside that flowed slowly like living water.
"Senior Jiang, this ore was accidentally obtained by the ancestor of my Lin Family."
"We don't know its name or purpose. We only know that it's extraordinary in quality—impervious to water and fire, and invulnerable to blades and spears."
"Senior, you saved my son yesterday. I have no way to repay you, so I offer you this ore to express my gratitude."
If Feng Xiaotian had spared no expense to build a connection with Jiang Yan, then Lin Canglan had gone straight for broke.
The stone he had offered Jiang Yan had been kept by the Lin Family for nearly a hundred and fifty years.
The Lin Family's many patriarchs all knew that the ore was no ordinary item. It might even hold a great secret and powerful effects. Yet despite years of study, they had never discovered its origin—or even