The cave abode on Immortal Peach Mountain.
After the New Year, Yu Menghan came to visit again.
It was time for the Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly's monthly treatment.
Li Ping rested his hand on the Heavenly Mystic Crystal and channeled his Longevity Art magic power into the Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly to heal its wounds.
A short while later, he withdrew his hand, drenched in sweat.
That day's treatment was complete. After checking the Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly's condition, Yu Menghan smiled in satisfaction.
She put the Heavenly Mystic Crystal containing the sealed Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly into her Storage Bag.
At the same time, she took an enormous length of black divine wood out of her Storage Bag and laid it across the cave abode's courtyard.
"Fellow Daoist Li, this length of millennial ironwood should meet your needs, shouldn't it?" Yu Menghan asked with a smile.
This black divine wood was precisely the payment she had promised Li Ping for the treatments: thirty feet of millennial ironwood.
"Oh?" Li Ping could not help looking surprised when she produced the divine wood.
But nourishment for the inheritance was a matter of great importance. He would not simply take Yu Menghan's word for it. He immediately walked over to the millennial ironwood and inspected it carefully.
Seeing him do this, Yu Menghan could not help pursing her lips.
Only after a lengthy inspection confirmed that nothing was amiss did Li Ping smile and cup his hands. "Since you say so, Fairy Yu, I won't stand on ceremony. This length of ironwood is exactly what I need."
After putting the ironwood into his own Storage Bag, Li Ping returned to the pavilion to chat with Yu Menghan.
During their conversation, he brought up another matter. "By the way, Fairy Yu, I've recently found my divine sense