"Brother Ping, everything is ready-all superior moonstone and Red River Sand. You won't find anything of this quality in the surrounding markets!
"I made a special trip to the Water and Fire Tower and asked to see several old Alchemists before I managed to obtain them."
More than a dozen men gathered around Yan Ping, currents of energy in various hues surging and flowing around them like mystic flames blazing across the sky, a dazzling sight in their own right.
To his left, a youth wearing a Mystic Sun Crown and a blue-green ritual robe smiled at these words. He proudly patted the Heaven and Earth Bag hanging at his waist and said with no little conceit:
"When I, Yan Du, handle something, surely you can rest easy?"
The Yan Household members all chuckled at his words.
Only Yan Ping remained dark-faced, his eyes icy.
Yan Du was fond of joking around and had intended to make a few more witty remarks to boast about himself.
But under that gaze, even he retreated, his voice gradually dropping.
Finally, he ducked his head and dared not make another sound...
"Hand it over. Let me have a look."
Yan Ping held out his hand as he spoke.
Yan Du dared not disobey. Obediently, he took the Heaven and Earth Bag from his waist and respectfully placed it in Yan Ping's hand.
"Good... you put your heart into this. You deserve credit."
He had only taken a single moonstone from the Heaven and Earth Bag when a bone-piercing stream of icy yin energy, like a little snake, tried to break through the skin of his palm and burrow along his meridians to bite into the channels around his heart!
Yan Ping turned his palm slightly and effortlessly crushed that chill.
Then he glanced