"Mm."
Wen Lin took a deep breath and finally nodded. "There are a few things I'd like to discuss with you, Brother Ji."
"Then come in and we'll talk."
They were neighbors, and Wen Lin was a decent man. Ji Yuan could hardly refuse to let him in. He first switched off the building's effect, and then the two entered the house.
Ji Yuan even poured Wen Lin a cup of tea.
Wen Lin hurriedly rose and accepted it with both hands.
After they took their respective seats, Wen Lin considered his words before asking, "Brother Ji, you should be preparing for Foundation Establishment as well, shouldn't you?"
"Foundation Establishment?"
Ji Yuan smiled and shook his head. "I haven't even put down the first stroke yet. That's still a long way off. Why bring it up, Brother Wen?"
Wen Lin fell silent for a moment, seemingly torn.
Ji Yuan was in no hurry. He waited a while before Wen Lin finally said, "Those with false spiritual roots need Foundation Establishment Pills to establish their foundations.
"You should know that, Brother Ji."
"I do."
"Years ago, I saw an incomplete recipe for Foundation Establishment Pills. I know one of its crucial ingredients—a medicinal herb that's probably rare even in the Water Dragon Sect."
"Oh?"
That piqued Ji Yuan's interest.
Wen Lin immediately continued, "But there happens to be a specimen in Cloud-Rain Marsh, and I know where it is."
He lowered his voice to a whisper as he spoke.
After hearing this, Ji Yuan remained calm, showing no excitement.
"What do you need me to do, Brother Wen?"
Ji Yuan cut straight to the point.
"Well..." Wen Lin hadn't expected Ji Yuan to be so direct, but now he could only steel himself and speak. "I need you to help me