"Old Cao, stand up. No need to kneel!"
He Pingsheng waved a hand.
Old Cao stood up.
He Pingsheng looked at him and asked, "The problem we face now isn't as simple as managing the lineage. I need to produce a Divine Spirit Realm expert in the shortest time possible. Only then can we offer the lineage some protection!"
"Otherwise, it's all flowers in a mirror and the moon in the water!"
"And you're at the twelfth layer of the Divine Command Realm, the closest to the Divine Spirit Realm!"
"Tell me, why haven't you entered the Divine Spirit Realm? Do you lack resources, or is it a matter of fortune?"
"Or is there some other reason?"
"Young master!" Old Cao replied. "This old servant lacks resources!"
"Huh?" He Pingsheng said. "You're a divine pill master, yet you still lack resources?"
"Yes!" Old Cao said. "Entering the Divine Spirit Realm requires a special divine pill called the [Divinity Communion Pill]."
"This pill is third grade. Not only is it expensive, but it's extremely difficult to obtain!"
He Pingsheng asked, "So... you couldn't get one?"
"Not quite!" Old Cao looked bitter. "This old servant does have some wealth, and I have a modest reputation in Celestial Phoenix City. Although the Spirit Communion Pill is difficult to obtain, one can always get one by paying a price!"
"Unfortunately, this old servant had poor luck!"
"Success with this thing is a matter of probability. Swallowing a low-grade pill gives only a thirty percent chance of breaking through!"
"This old servant tried three times in a row back then, yet not a single attempt succeeded!"
"Later, this old servant gritted his teeth and spent everything he had to buy a middle-grade one!"
"In principle, a middle-grade one should have a fifty percent chance!"
"But