Fudao Hall!
The Nascent Soul True Lord cast a deep glance at the white-haired Old Daoist before him, then took out a Storage Bag and placed it before the Old Daoist, saying impassively, "The Magic Treasure's construction diagram and all the Spirit Materials needed to refine it are inside this Storage Bag."
Upon hearing this, the white-haired Old Daoist, Cheng Buzheng, accepted the Storage Bag before him and examined it.
In an instant, a surge of delight rose in his heart.
Heaven truly favors me!
Cheng Buzheng rejoiced inwardly.
Yet not a trace of unusual emotion showed on the white-haired Old Daoist's face. He remained respectful as he said, "Please rest assured, Senior. Once this Magic Treasure has been refined, this junior will notify you at once."
"Good."
The Nascent Soul True Lord replied expressionlessly.
Right after, the white-haired Old Daoist did not hesitate. He immediately went behind the counter, took out a specially made Sound Transmission Jade Talisman, and began to inscribe it. A faint glow flickered across the talisman's surface as runes of various shapes emerged one after another, only to vanish in a flash.
Before long, the white-haired Old Daoist Cheng Buzheng stopped, then handed the completed Jade Talisman to the Nascent Soul True Lord before him.
At the same time, he gave the customary instructions.
After receiving the Jade Talisman, the Nascent Soul True Lord put it away and did not linger in Fudao Hall, preparing to leave.
After all, a Nascent Soul True Lord and a Golden Core cultivator had little to talk about.
This was not merely a gap in status, but also a gap in the scope of their understanding.
Just then...
the white-haired Old Daoist suddenly thought of something.
His gaze fell upon the Nascent Soul True Lord who had turned to