Since Han Changming had asked him to act, the abilities of those fifth-rank venomous insects must have been formidable.
Han Changming did not conceal anything from Purple Gourd Daoist and told him the truth.
At present, there were two known fifth-rank venomous insects: a mid-grade fifth-rank Soul-Devouring Scorpion and a low-grade fifth-rank Eight-Winged Wind-Soaring Centipede. The latter possessed the bloodline of a wind-attributed true dragon and excelled at wind escape techniques.
So many years had passed; perhaps even more fifth-rank venomous insects had emerged, or perhaps the cultivation of those two had advanced greatly.
"Even Spirit Transformation cultivators of the Mysterious Sun Sect wielding Heaven-Connecting Spirit Treasures were unable to destroy them. That is rather troublesome."
Purple Gourd Daoist revealed a troubled expression. His gaze shifted to the Cyan Gourd in Han Changming's hand, and he said solemnly, "One price: ten jars of Snow Lotus Drunk, and I'll help you get rid of them."
Han Changming was slightly stunned, half believing and half doubting. Did Purple Gourd Daoist truly possess such great abilities, or was he merely boasting?
"I don't have that much Snow Lotus Drunk. I've also invited other fellow Daoists."
Han Changming shook his head repeatedly. It was not that he could not afford it; he had another purpose in inviting several Spirit Transformation cultivators to help. Aside from ensuring nothing could go wrong, he also wanted to use this opportunity to deepen his ties with other Spirit Transformation cultivators.
Give and take—Han Changming could ask them to help kill the venomous insects, and they could ask Han Changming to refine pills.
"Three jars of Snow Lotus Drunk! This is the deposit. How about it?"
Purple Gourd Daoist stared fixedly at the Cyan Gourd in Han Changming's hand, his face full of anticipation.
Han Changming agreed and handed