Immortal Alliance Headquarters, within a certain magnificent grand hall!
The plump Golden Core steward listened to his Martial Uncle's account...
A wave of emotion could not help but rise in his heart.
"I never expected there to have been such a winding and tortuous process behind it."
At the same time!
He also understood why, in previous years, Solitary Cold True Lord of the Sea Suppressing Alliance—
As well as Gongzhi Yang, the Demon Alliance's deputy alliance leader—had gone all out to gather soul-type Spirit Medicine.
It was said that, back then, Gongzhi Yang had secretly punished quite a few factions unwilling to sell Spirit Medicine.
He had even stirred up an enormous storm.
So that Devil Master had been doing it to tend to his own injuries.
Otherwise—
With his soul origin incomplete...
Even if Gongzhi Yang completely refined the [Innate Gang Sha] and [Earthly Turbid Qi], he would still be unable to advance into the Half-Venerable realm.
Much less step into the Spirit Transformation realm.
Then, he also connected it to why his Martial Uncle had not shown himself these past years...
Most likely, he too had been tending to injuries in his soul origin.
Thinking of this.
He could not help but ask with concern:
"Martial Uncle, how much of your injuries remains before you can fully recover?
How much more Spirit Medicine of this kind does your nephew need to purchase for you?"
Hearing this, Old Daoist Zeyi gave a bitter laugh and said:
"The more, the better!"
"Just do your utmost to gather it for this lord!"
As soon as these words were spoken.
The Immortal Alliance's Golden Core steward also understood that his Martial Uncle's injuries were surely far more severe than he had imagined.
Otherwise—
His Martial Uncle would not have said such