"Thank you for your kindness, Grand Worshipper." Zhao Ming bowed.
Qian Daoliu waved his hand with a smile. "No need to call me Grand Worshipper. That is far too formal. Just like Xue'er, call this old man Grandpa."
Zhao Ming froze slightly and turned to look at Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue's cheeks flushed faintly, but she did not object. She merely nodded gently.
"Grandpa Qian." Zhao Ming went along with it.
Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction, then took out a storage Soul Tool from his robes and handed it to Zhao Ming.
"This is a small token from this old man, a meeting gift. There are some herbs and ores inside. They may not compare to the immortal-grade treasures of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes, but they are still treasures collected by the Worship Hall over many years. You know how to refine pills, so they will be more useful in your hands."
Zhao Ming accepted the storage Soul Tool and sent a thread of Soul Power inside to inspect it. He immediately drew in a sharp breath.
The storage Soul Tool contained a space dozens of meters wide, filled with all manner of precious herbs and ores.
There were indeed no immortal-grade herbs, but many of them were extremely rare spiritual medicines that were all more than a thousand years old.
The ores were also top-grade. There was a fist-sized piece of Deep-Sea Sinking Silver, a palm-sized piece of Heavenly Meteoric Iron, and even a Soul Crystal as large as a human head.
This meeting gift was no small matter.
"Thank you, Grandpa Qian." Zhao Ming expressed his thanks solemnly.
Qian Daoliu remained in Heaven Dou City for three days before setting off back to Spirit City.
Before leaving, he called Qian Renxue over. The grandfather