"Why don't we convert its value into spirit stones, and I'll pay you?"
He Pingsheng looked at the female disciple.
The female elder smiled and shook her head. "That won't do. The ancestor said to give it to you. If I turn around and take your spirit stones, he'll punish me when he finds out!"
"Please don't take it to heart, fellow Daoist!"
"Heavenly fragrant cardamom may be rare, but its value isn't high!"
"It isn't worth much!"
"All right!" A thousand emotions stirred in He Pingsheng's heart. He cupped his hands toward her. "Then, thank you!"
"Oh, may I ask the Mi Household Ancestor's Daoist name?"
Having accepted someone's kindness, he ought to at least know their name, shouldn't he?
The female cultivator said, "Our ancestor's name is Mi Zangyuan!"
"Understood!" He Pingsheng thanked her again. "Thank you. I'm deeply grateful!"
After leaving the Mi Household, He Pingsheng took to the air on his sword again, bringing Qiao Huizhu along as he headed back.
He still found it hard to believe.
I got it that easily?
He truly didn't know what to say.
All he could say was that the Mi Household was truly a clear stream in the murky waters of the Cultivation World.
Since He Pingsheng's divine sense was now powerful, and the Dual Spirit Pill's effects had yet to fade, he flew extremely fast on his sword.
The outward journey had taken four days, but the return took only one before they reached Redstone City's west gate.
Of course, flying on a sword for so long consumed a great deal of energy, but that didn't matter. He Pingsheng had Golden Bee Sacred Nectar with him; he only needed to consume a few more drops.
He returned to his little courtyard!
His first order of business