Hearing Xiao Ling agree to the terms of the deal he had proposed, Hai Bodong was initially delighted. Then, as if he had suddenly remembered something, his expression turned somewhat embarrassed. He opened his mouth to speak, only to close it again, looking too awkward to say it aloud.
Seeing Hai Bodong's demeanor, Xiao Ling more or less guessed that he was embarrassed to admit he was still short of the Sand Mandala. He found it rather amusing. So, intending to give him an out, he asked, "Could it be that Elder Hai has only had this prescription for a short time and hasn't yet gathered enough ingredients for three batches?"
Given an opening, Hai Bodong naturally took it. Stroking his beard, he spoke helplessly, "That is indeed the case. I have prepared almost all the ingredients listed in this prescription. I am only lacking an ingredient called the Sand Mandala, which grows deep within the Tagor Desert. Unfortunately, my strength has yet to recover. I cultivate an ice-attributed technique and am also bound by Queen Medusa's seal. If I approach the depths of the Tagor Desert, she will sense me. I had originally planned to use some old connections to look for a few plants, but now that Master Xiao Ling has come to my door, if you can help me find the Sand Mandala, I can consider myself indebted to you."
The corner of Xiao Ling's mouth twitched. The Snake People Race strictly controlled the quantity of Sand Mandala. If he truly went into the Tagor Desert to search for it, how much luck would it take to find even one plant? He said, "As far as I know, the Sand Mandala is firmly controlled by the Snake People Race. Could Elder Hai be asking this mere Dou