Qing Lin: Young Master Xiao Yan really knew how to play; preparations before heading to the Central Plains

"On the strength of our friendship..."

Han Yue fell silent for a long while before parting her red lips and uttering those words.

She knew all too well that if this were truly a transaction, even selling the entire Han Family-and throwing herself and her sister into the bargain-would not be enough to secure an eighth-tier alchemist's assistance. Such an alchemist carried terrifying weight. In this age when Dou Di had vanished and Dou Sheng remained hidden, eighth-tier alchemists stood at the pinnacle.

Even an alchemist who had only just reached the eighth tier could make powers such as the Wind Lightning Pavilion and Burning Flame Valley feel constrained and deeply wary... (In the original story, even the Pill Tower's two guest elders, both seventh-rank alchemists, required Burning Flame Valley's valley master Tang Zhen to treat them courteously. Before an eighth-tier alchemist, even Tang Zhen would have to lower his head.)

"You're quite clever, Senior Han Yue." Xiao Yan sat to one side with a smile, leisurely sipping his tea.

"Heh." Han Yue smiled bitterly.

What did this have to do with cleverness? The man before her simply valued friendship, nothing more. Otherwise, she would never even have seen him today. He could have dismissed her merely by refusing visitors.

They had long since ceased to stand on the same level.

One was in the heavens, the other on the ground.

The fact that he had allowed her into this courtyard already said a great deal...

"For the sake of our acquaintance, Senior Han Yue, I'll help you this once. A mere Wind Lightning Pavilion is hardly worth mentioning." Xiao Yan set his teacup aside and gave her a warm smile.

"Is there anything else you need, Senior Han Yue? If not, please get up. Anyone who saw this might