So even if there were potential risks, the Jade Pill Hall had to open.
Cultivation resources such as Spirit-Nourishing Pills, Mystic Origin Pills, and Coldstar Liquid consumed vast quantities of spirit stones every year. He could never afford to stop earning them.
That day, Wu Chang visited again, bringing his son, who possessed a spiritual root.
"Martial Uncle Liu, this is my son."
After paying his respects, Wu Chang pointed to the boy beside him and introduced him.
Then he tugged at the boy's sleeve and reprimanded him in a low voice:
"Why haven't you paid your respects yet?!"
The boy wore plain white clothes and looked somewhat timid, though his features were clean-cut and handsome.
Hearing his father's reprimand, he dared not hesitate and immediately bowed:
"Disciple Wu Cheng'en pays his respects to Martial Uncle Liu."
With that, the boy bent deeply at the waist and remained bowed for a long time.
Clearly, his father had already instructed him in etiquette.
"Rise. There's no need for such ceremony."
Liu Yu waved casually, and only after answering did the boy slowly straighten.
Only then did he examine the boy carefully. He did bear some resemblance to his father, though his features were slightly more refined.
At twelve years old, he already had a first-layer Qi Refining cultivation base. At least he had not fallen behind at the starting line.
Yet as he stood in the hall, his head was lowered and his posture somewhat awkward, clearly betraying a lack of confidence.
"Your father and I are old acquaintances. There's no need to be so formal."
"When no outsiders are present, you may call me Uncle."
"As this is our first meeting, take this middle-grade magical artifact to defend yourself."
Liu Yu spoke slowly, reached into his Storage Bag, and took