Jiang Changkong truly had no use for a hundred-odd immortal stones.
What he needed now was a massive amount of Essence, Qi, and Spirit—five hundred thousand.
The remaining immortal stones would be of great use to Ao Qingyu and the Little Dragon King.
He could leave them to cultivate in seclusion and improve.
"Then thank you. As it happens, I plan to refine both of these inner cores into pills."
Ao Qingyu put away the pill furnace again. "It will be enough to refine first-grade immortal pills."
There were still plenty of medicinal ingredients in the treasury. If she gathered enough, she should be able to refine some pills.
Jiang Changkong dismissed the shrimp and crabs, then pointed a finger and passed the completed Ancestral Dragon Scripture to her and the Little Dragon King.
"I happened to obtain the first level in the mortal realm. I could never understand it before. Only after you passed it on to me did I learn what it was."
Jiang Changkong casually brushed it off.
If they learned that he could complete cultivation techniques—
He feared he would never have another peaceful day. They would probably weep and beg him to complete the Ancestral Dragon Scripture.
"Thank you. I never expected you to have such a fortunate encounter. It must have been left behind by the First Sea King." Ao Qingyu digested the information in her mind, visibly excited.
"Thank you, Brother Changkong." The Little Dragon King spoke obediently.
Jiang Changkong smiled faintly. "Don't spread this matter around, or it might get snatched away again."
"I know." Ao Qingyu nodded heavily. "I'll go into seclusion first. I'll leave the Dragon King to you."
Not long after Jiang Changkong left with the Little Dragon King, she took ten low-grade immortal stones.
The rest remained in