Barring any surprises, he expected to be ready to enter seclusion for his Purple Mansion breakthrough within eight or ten years.
Once he had attained his divine powers, this spirit treasure would have grown to the Purple Mansion level as well, making it the perfect complement for refining a mysterious mansion.
Meanwhile, Bi Xingjian reluctantly handed the Cicada Slough back. Even he rarely encountered a treasure this fine.
The Cicada Slough was small and exquisite, though its emerald luster had dimmed a little.
The Horn Wind had not lasted long either. In the space of a single breath, it had dwindled by more than half. Whether what remained could be used even once more was uncertain.
Jiang Yang seemed unconcerned. He had simply never found a suitable use for it before. Whenever he did, he would be just as he was now, without the slightest stinginess.
Seeing Bi Xingjian's interest, he reached out and pushed the Cicada Slough back, saying frankly:
"I'll leave the mystic wind with you for now, senior brother. This spirit treasure still has several years of growing to do, after all, and I can't spare the time to tend it..."
"If anything unexpected happens along the way, you'll be there to add more as needed. Since we've already used it, we might as well get everything right in one go, rather than fail to attend to both."
Holding the Cicada Slough, Bi Xingjian hesitated for a moment.
"Are you sure that's appropriate?"
"Hahaha."
Jiang Yang rarely saw him say something he did not mean, so he set his mind at ease.
"Just take it. If you don't end up using it, you can return it to me."
At that, Bi Xingjian immediately relaxed. The more he looked at the mystic wind, the more delighted he became,