Vermilion Bird Fruit and the Green Gourd Cauldron

"Thank you, Fairy Han, for speaking up for us. If there is ever anything you need of my wife and me, just say the word."

Chen Qingfeng understood his meaning and thanked her.

Han Changying was an artifact refiner, while Han Changming was an alchemist. Being able to befriend the siblings was Chen Qingfeng's honor.

Han Changying smiled and nodded. Her heart was clear as a mirror: Chen Qingfeng and the others were giving her face only for Han Changming's sake. To forge iron, one must be strong oneself. She still could not refine magical treasures, and her reputation was far behind Han Changming's.

"Fellow Daoist Han, I came across a strange item. If you like it, take it."

As Chen Tianxiong spoke, he took out a pitch-black iron fragment and handed it to Han Changming.

Han Changming's heart stirred. He accepted the iron fragment; its material was very similar to the black iron fragment in his possession. Never-Drunk Wanderer had one as well, though he had sold it to Nangong Yuehua.

"One should not accept rewards without merit. Fellow Daoist Chen, name your price!"

Han Changming said politely.

Chen Tianxiong laughed heartily. "If Fellow Daoist Han considers me a friend, then accept it! It's not anything valuable."

When one eats another's food, one's mouth grows short; when one takes another's gifts, one's hand grows soft. An iron fragment of unknown origin could not be traded for much.

A hesitant look appeared on Han Changming's face. He did not know the fragment's origin either. If he traded mid-grade pills for it, it would make mid-grade pills seem worthless.

"Very well, then I'll accept it. If you ever need help refining pills in the future, Fellow Daoist Chen, just let me know."

Han Changming accepted the black iron fragment and made