Cultivation resources such as Metal and Stone Spirit Treasures were certainly good, but Jiang Yang had no shortage of them now.
Even setting aside what he had acquired himself, as a direct-line disciple of Fushu Peak, he received a fixed monthly stipend of Elixirs, Spirit Treasures, or Spirit Stones. The quantities were substantial enough that he did not have to run around gathering cultivation resources.
Jiang Yang simply kept forgetting to collect them, so every six months or a year, Wei Rui would make a special trip to deliver them, ensuring he never lacked Elixirs for his cultivation.
Chu Qingjian had left him a wealth of resources, but Jiang Yang felt he already had enough and had no use for any of them. Still, she had already departed, so returning them was out of the question. He let the matter rest.
Jiang Yang withdrew his gaze and looked at Cong Huaijin, who was diligently bent over her desk, musing:
It would be a shame to leave these Spirit Treasures sitting idle. I might as well use them all on her. Every sip and morsel has its appointed cause, after all.
With that thought, Jiang Yang raised the Jade Slip in his hand and resumed studying it. The Mystic Pupils Art had no listed grade, but it was indeed an exceptionally sophisticated Ancient Method. Every full reading brought him fresh insights.
The crucial Spirit Treasure was still being refined by his master, but that did not mean Jiang Yang could rest easy with his head on a high pillow. He seized the time to familiarize himself with the art further.
The adult and the child left each other undisturbed, and a leisurely two hours passed.
Before long, Cong Huaijin picked up her book, approached Jiang Yang, and bowed.
"Uncle-Master, this disciple