"Many thanks, Daoist."
A look of immense joy appeared on Fang Qing's face as he put away the Spirit Pearl.
Fang Wuchen silently gazed at this Steel Strength Dudzi, and sighed inwardly once more. He cannot be opposed by force—although Dudzis are generally inferior to Purple Mansions, this one is no ordinary figure. He bears the radiance of a Divine Ability, and he cultivated that Divine Ability himself—no wonder he crossed eastward and slew a Purple Mansion back then.
He glanced at Medicine King Qing again. In the end, his heart ached, and he softly asked, "How much Spirit Assets would it take to redeem a Dumu?"
Fang Qing shook his head and had Medicine King Qing speak for herself.
Medicine King Qing Dumu rose to her feet, first giving Fang Wuchen a solemn bow before saying, "Once one enters the Esoteric Treasury, one belongs to the Esoteric Treasury in life and becomes its ghost in death—this bow repays Causality. True Person, Duzi, I shall take my leave first—"
She walked out of the pavilion, took one step into the Great Void, and immediately vanished.
Seeing this, Fang Wuchen could not help but sigh.
"Very well, Junior Sister Medicine King Qing has left as well. There are some matters this Duzi can now state plainly."
Fang Qing's expression turned solemn. "By the Dharma King's command—we have already granted your Fang Family the status of an immortal lineage, but Purple Mansion cultivation arts may not be passed outside, nor may their secrets be divulged. True Person, it would be best if you did not use your strength to bully the weak and force the Vast Sea Sect or the White Clan to hand over their own inheritances. After all—they are both under the protection of our White Bone Way."
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