Half a Year

Dust World Pavilion, backyard.

Inside the main hall.

Cheng Buzheng looked at the shame-faced Cheng Liu and said gently:

"Liu Er, to have reached your current level in over twenty years is already quite impressive among the ranks of alchemists!"

"However, do not become arrogant or complacent in the future."

"Do you understand?"

"Yes!" Cheng Liu replied with a respectful expression:

"Liu Er will certainly keep Ancestor's teachings in mind!"

Immediately, as if recalling something, Cheng Liu took a Storage Bag from his robes and offered it with both hands.

"Ancestor, this is the spirit beast blood collected by the Dust World Pavilion over the past twenty years."

Taking the Storage Bag, Cheng Buzheng moved his Divine Sense slightly, and upon seeing the large number of Jade Collection Bottles inside, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Not bad!"

"Do not stop the collection of spirit beast blood in the future!"

"This is the foundation of our Cheng Family."

"It concerns not only me, but also you, and the cultivation paths of future descendants who possess spiritual roots."

"Therefore, you must never slack off."

Hearing this.

Cheng Liu nodded heavily and said:

"Ancestor, Liu Er understands!"

"Once we have enough manpower, how about I open a few more Spirit Meal Pavilions?"

"Hmm!" Cheng Buzheng said indifferently:

"Since you have a plan, proceed according to your intentions!"

"However, you must not neglect alchemy and cultivation, and you must not reverse their priorities."

"It does not matter if the Spirit Meal Pavilions open later; your primary task right now is to reach the Peak Qi Refining Stage."

"Thank you for your concern, Ancestor!" Cheng Liu said with a look of gratitude:

"Liu Er understands!"

Seeing that Cheng Liu had taken his words to heart, Cheng Buzheng figured he must also