"Qingyan, thank you. The Mortal Realm has been fortunate to have you, too!" Ye Jingyu said with a smile.
In the Mortal Realm, there were fewer and fewer people he could truly talk to.
Ye Qingfu was one, and Ye Qingyan was another.
That was why, for once, he felt somewhat at ease.
"Fourth Uncle, you flatter me. My contributions are nothing compared to yours." Ye Qingyan shook his head, not daring to claim the credit.
He had indeed refined quite a few spirit pills.
But his Eleventh Uncle had given him the sixth-stage pill furnace, left him the Advancement Pill formula, and even left behind his pill-refining insights.
All he had done was improve the formula.
Yet the Fourth Uncle before him could be said to have shouldered everything for the past five hundred years and more.
Ye Jingyu did not reply. He knew that whatever he said, Ye Qingyan would remain humble.
Only after hesitating for a while did he speak. "Qingyan, you should know that once Qingfu breaks through and stabilizes his cultivation, I intend to go up, and take Feng Chan with me!"
"I know. Rest assured, Fourth Uncle. Once I find a successor, I'll come to the Spirit Realm as well. I certainly won't miss out on the Lineage's growth there!" Ye Qingyan nodded.
Of course, there was something else he left unsaid: he wanted to reach the Spirit Realm as soon as possible, follow his Eleventh Uncle, and carry the art of pill refining to greater heights.
Recently, he had conceived an idea for a new spirit pill. If he succeeded in refining it, it would work with the breathing methods of all spirit beasts.
Though it would not be as powerful as the Advancement Pill, it would certainly increase the cultivation speed of