"Heavenly Treasures??? The Spring and Autumn Annals or the Tao Te Ching?"
Lin Ke dug at his ear, finding it hard to believe:
"Did you tear down the Dao Palace? Or flatten the Confucius Temple? What does your brother say-are we overthrowing Confucius and rebuilding heaven and earth? Fine, fine, fine. We're family, anyway. Honestly, between family, there's nothing we can't say..."
"Stop!"
Wang Lin interrupted Lin Ke with a peculiar look. "What on earth are you talking about?"
I threw out one basic attack, and you burned seven or eight ultimates?
"Huh?" Lin Ke's heart jolted, and his expression grew even more helpless a moment later. "Master, did you advance?"
"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm." Wang Lin waggled her eyebrows. "Haha! This old broad-pah, this humble maiden was inspired by your Newspaper today. I caught a glimpse into people's hearts and, by a stroke of luck, gained some insight."
"Oh, well, you know, I'm really quite embarrassed. Haha, so embarrassed! Haha, hahaha, haha!"
Wang Lin laughed, her whole face alight, clearly pleased beyond measure. "Well, your pal here was in a good mood, so I went and looted my brother's palace a little and brought you a Hundred-Grass Essence Pill."
As she spoke, Wang Lin turned her hand over, revealing a perfectly round pill in her palm.
"A Hundred-Grass Essence Pill?" Under the influence of Wang Lin's cultivation art, Lin Ke's expression was exceptionally animated. "What's that supposed to be?"
"I don't know either. I just made up the name." Wang Lin scratched her head. "But this thing does have an effect: it can strengthen your Doppelganger and let you condense a Thought ahead of time."
Strengthen his Doppelganger and condense a Thought ahead of time?
Lin Ke could not help sighing. "If only you were a few hundred years younger."
"Hmm?"