Only one day passed.
Huang Ting returned to the cave abode and handed Zhang Shuai a storage ring.
"Zhang Shuai," Huang Ting said in a lowered voice, "you have no idea—after you left yesterday, the clan chief immediately summoned every member of the clan and issued a strict order: all spiritual materials and pills in everyone's personal collections that had even the slightest effect on nourishing the Divine Soul, regardless of rank, were to be handed over! The entire clan is supporting your cultivation alone!"
After a pause, Huang Ting continued, "The clan chief said that if this still isn't enough, he will have no choice but to personally visit the major markets and find a way to buy more."
Zhang Shuai's mind trembled violently at those words!
The entire clan's strength?
He had never imagined that Clan Chief Ao Yan would go this far for him!
This debt of gratitude was simply too heavy! So heavy that even the storage ring in his hand felt scorching hot.
"Xiao Huang, have I brought trouble upon the Dragon Clan?"
Huang Ting patted him on the shoulder. "No, don't overthink it. Hurry up and cultivate. We're all waiting for the day you prove the Dao of Primordial Unity. The clan chief is using the entire clan's strength to support your cultivation because he also hopes that, in the future, you can become the Dragon Clan's support in its resurgence."
With those words, Huang Ting turned and left.
Zhang Shuai eagerly sent his Divine Sense into the storage ring to inspect it.
The next moment, even though he had prepared himself, he could not help drawing in a sharp breath!
Inside the ring, all kinds of spiritual materials and pills were piled up like mountains. Compared to last time, the quantity was not