"Thank you for your guidance, Fairy. I am deeply grateful." Song Wen clasped his hands in salute, his tone utterly sincere.
Ye Bing had been born into the Ye Family, one of the three great families of the Ganchang Wasteland, and had later married into the Jiang Clan. Naturally, she had access to many secrets concerning advancement to the Void Refinement stage.
But for a Rogue Cultivator like Song Wen, who lacked both backing and inheritance, the information Ye Bing had revealed was incomparably precious.
Moreover, the strength of one's divine soul was tied to success or failure in advancing to the Void Refinement stage.
Other cultivators might still have no solution even if they knew this, but for Song Wen, it was no difficult matter.
Thus, Ye Bing's words were especially important to Song Wen.
Ye Bing waved her hand, a faint melancholy in her voice.
"Though you are cautious in everything you do and cold and distant toward others, at least you have never harmed me. You are also the only person I can still exchange a few words with. A few secrets about advancing to Void Refinement are nothing worth mentioning."
Upon hearing this, a trace of complicated emotion flashed through Song Wen's calm eyes.
But he quickly suppressed it, his face becoming wholly composed.
"Thank you for your trust, Fairy. I may not be a gentleman, but I distinguish clearly between kindness and enmity. We have faced life and death together before—how could I possibly harm you?"
As he spoke, Song Wen's gaze flicked several times toward the left.
The spirit field there was planted with Bodhi Spirit Stamen.
"Hehe..." Ye Bing's beautiful eyes held undisguised disdain. "I certainly haven't seen—"
Before she could finish, her expression changed drastically. She abruptly rose to her feet and