Inside the reception hall, Jiang Feng and Li Ao'ai exchanged a round of pleasantries.
Although Li Ao'ai had been stunned by Jiang Feng's cultivation speed, the advantage of his peak ninth-level Eightfold Heavenly God cultivation still gradually lent him an air of pressure before Jiang Feng. Facing Jiang Feng, he felt his advantage was obvious.
"Junior Brother Jiang Feng, I won't beat around the bush," Li Ao'ai said, gracefully lifting a jade cup and taking a light sip of the jade nectar. "The alchemy skills you displayed at the Ascending Dragon Assembly truly startled me."
"I have come this time to request pills."
Jiang Feng smiled faintly. "Senior Brother truly thinks highly of me. With your current strength, I wouldn't dare guarantee that I can refine pills that would benefit you."
Li Ao'ai gave a low snort. "I haven't even said what kind of pills I want, and Junior Brother is already refusing me?"
"That is certainly not what I mean," Jiang Feng immediately replied. "I am merely apprehensive, afraid that I may be unable to meet Senior Brother's demands, so I dare not agree rashly."
Li Ao'ai chuckled. "Rest assured, you can definitely refine the pills I want."
"In that case, please tell me, Senior Brother. What pills would you like me to help refine?"
Li Ao'ai slowly rose to his feet. "The pills are simple enough. They merely require Junior Brother to put in a bit of thought."
As he spoke, Li Ao'ai waved one hand, and a Divine Book Slip flew directly toward Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng caught it with one hand. Sending his consciousness inside, he frowned, then put away the Divine Book Slip and looked at Li Ao'ai.
The corners of Li Ao'ai's lips lifted. "Well? No problem, right?"
Jiang Feng gave a soft laugh.