Inside the Alchemy Room.
After offering to pay more spirit stones, Teng Feng calmly looked at Master Bai before him and waited for his answer.
He was not actually short of spirit stones.
Quite apart from having a Nascent Soul Realm father-in-law backing him after becoming cultivation partners with Feng Lian.
Even earlier, Elder Yuan had plotted against him, leaving him and five other Core Formation Cultivators behind to hold off a turtle demon that had reached the half-step fourth tier.
The other five had all died after the Shockwave Sunflower Water Formation drained their magic power and blood essence dry. Only he, with Minggu's warning, had seen through the conspiracy.
In the end, he had not only escaped unscathed but also collected those five men's Storage Bags along the way.
He had consumed some of those resources for his own cultivation over the years. Then, over the past twenty years, he had been forced to spend most of the remainder gathering the spirit materials needed to refine the Soul-Restoring Pill.
He had little left now, but it was still enough to pay for the pill refinement.
As long as the Soul-Restoring Pill can be refined, nothing will stand in Senior Minggu's way to reincarnation. I must have it refined, no matter what, Teng Feng thought silently.
Li Ping raised his head to look at Teng Feng. After a moment's silence, he nodded indifferently. "Since you're already here, I might as well help you this once. Fifteen thousand spirit stones, then, so no one can call me petty."
Teng Feng inwardly sighed with relief.
There were few third-tier pill refiners in Spirit Firmament City. Unless one had connections or could offer a treasure that tempted them, it was difficult to persuade them to help.
Master Bai could be hired with