As Ye Han watched the little bottle fly toward him, he felt a sense of familiarity. Then he remembered: it looked very much like the little bottle he had obtained from that place.
Saint As continued, "This is Spirit Transformation Spirit Liquid. It will be very useful for advancing to the Spirit Transformation Stage, but whether you succeed will depend on your own fortune."
Ye Han's heart stirred, and he nodded. "Then thank you, Fellow Daoist!"
This fellow actually...
But Saint As said, "Surely a mere thank-you isn't enough."
Ye Han smiled at his words. "Then what do you want, Fellow Daoist?"
Saint As said earnestly, "Since you've accepted my treasure, that makes us friends, doesn't it?"
At these words, Ye Han looked at Saint As in surprise. A bottle of Spirit Transformation Spirit Liquid, just to become friends?
For cultivators, however, friends were a very special sort of existence. What kind of bond qualified people as friends?
It was an extremely nebulous matter...
After all, cultivators devoted themselves to pursuing immortality and attaining the Dao, and their interests were deeply entangled. Most relationships between cultivators were based on mutual benefit...
Teacher Lan Qing spoke up from beside them. "Rest assured, Saint As! Our Ancient Human Race and the Heaven-Dominating Race will always be friends!"
Saint As said happily, "Yes! That's exactly what I meant!"
Ye Han gave Teacher Lan Qing a strange look. Teacher Lan Qing was calling himself a member of the Ancient Human Race too? What was that about?
Besides, how could he and Teacher Lan Qing represent the Ancient Human Race? He certainly didn't think he had that much influence...
Still, since Teacher Lan Qing had said so, Ye Han also said, "Yes! We're friends!"
That only made Ye Han feel even more puzzled. Like the