The opportunities the two of them spoke of were entirely different things.
Jiang Yang had assumed she meant those two strands of golden nature, never imagining that Tai Pei'er had never dared hope for them in the first place.
After a moment's thought, Jiang Yang understood. Seeking golden nature was far too difficult, perhaps even utterly fanciful. He had harbored misgivings all along, but now that he heard it was a spring, his brow immediately relaxed, and he asked:
"What sort of spring could have kept you thinking about it all this time?"
Tai Pei'er gazed into the distance and said unhurriedly:
"They say there is a spring on the mountain within the abbey called [Clear-Heaven Spring]. Above, it draws upon clear qi; below, it connects to the essence of life. Cultivating within it allows one to seek divine powers. Even if you are merely lucky enough to drink its water, it has the wondrous ability to elevate your cultivation."
"To think such a blessed place exists."
Surprise appeared on Jiang Yang's face. He had never expected the Southern Peak Abbey Ruins to hold such a benefit. From the sound of it alone, this was no ordinary boon.
Everyone beneath heaven knew how difficult it was to reach the Purple Mansion realm.
He had encountered countless spirit treasures and other precious things since beginning his cultivation, but not just anything could help one seek divine powers. Even the various Purple Mansion Spirit Treasures that cultivators across the world flocked to like ducks usually offered only a ten- or twenty-percent advantage in attaining divine powers. Far more depended on one's own mind, insight into the Dao, and inheritance.
"I only learned of it by chance."
Under Jiang Yang's gaze, Tai Pei'er hastily offered that evasive reply, then immediately turned her face