"Young Master Tang is quite a character. By the way, how strong is Tang Yan now?" Shen Shan asked.
"Over two months ago, I remember he was at earth tier ninth grade. I'm not sure whether he's broken through," Feng Chenye answered truthfully.
"Good, I understand." A sharp gleam flashed through Shen Shan's eyes as he said gravely, "Tang Yan saved He'er's life. The Artifact Pavilion must not forget this debt of gratitude. Lei Protector, take the Divine Soul Grass and head to the Azure Dragon Academy at once. Deliver it to Tang Yan."
"Yes!" an old man in gray robes immediately answered.
"Brother Tang also happens to be short one portion of twin harmony fruit. I'll have Elder Fan deliver it, so the two of you can travel together," Feng Chenye interjected at just the right moment.
"Then there's no time to lose. Make your preparations and set out shortly," Shen Shan instructed.
Outside the great hall, Shen Tan followed behind Shen Shan and asked quietly, "Father, although Tang Yan saved He'er, didn't you already give him the Wuxie Sword?
"The Wuxie Sword is a supreme treasure even in the Northern Spirit Realm, with endless marvelous uses for those who have reached heaven tier. We've more or less repaid that favor. Divine soul grass is so precious-are we really just giving it away?"
Hearing this, Shen Shan shot Shen Tan a fierce glare. "Now that He'er's life has been saved, you've forgotten the favor we owe? A human life outweighs the heavens. If we hadn't met Tang Yan, who could have cured He'er's illness? Never mind a single stalk of divine soul grass-what would it matter if we gave him the entire Artifact Pavilion?"
"You're right to reprimand me, Father," Shen Tan said meekly, his eyes lowered.
Sighing,