Either he would use nothing, or he would use the best. Jiang Yang would never stint on himself in this regard.
Yet the Twin Lotus in the middle would need at least another hundred years to mature fully and undergo Transformation into a Purple Mansion Spirit Treasure.
By then, Jiang Yang reckoned he would probably have been in the Purple Mansion realm for years already. Seen that way, it was rather like a chicken rib—too little meat to be useful, yet a shame to discard.
But that did not mean there was no solution. As he pondered, a plan had already begun to form in his mind.
He turned to Bi Xingjian. His Fourth Senior Brother was a good-hearted man in the traditional sense: dependable, meticulous, and utterly free of scheming thoughts. Jiang Yang was quite fond of him and naturally would not let him lose out.
So he dispensed with further discussion and said outright:
"We're fellow disciples. There's no need to stand on ceremony. Since four flowers have matured, why don't we take two each and divide them that way?"
With that, Jiang Yang raised a hand to stop him, giving him no chance to say more:
"It's settled, then. Senior Brother, take yours first."
Bi Xingjian opened his mouth, but finally said:
“Well... all right, all right. Thank you, Junior Brother Xie.”
A slightly awkward look then appeared on his face. He could not bring himself to refuse; after all, he genuinely wanted one for his own use. Having one become two was always a good thing. Even if one was enough for him, he could give the extra away or exchange it for something else.
At his thanks, Jiang Yang chuckled and waved a casual hand.
He had supplied the seeds, and his senior brother had