Lin Ke put away the various treasures and Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, storing them in three separate Storage Bags.
Then he opened the door. "Fellow Daoist Duan?"
The person outside was none other than Duan Dongqing. Beneath the moonlight, she wore a simple, elegant white dress, her waist curved like a willow and her hips like the moon.
Her waist-length hair stirred gently in the breeze, carrying wafts of fragrance.
"Senior Brother Lin, I came to tell you that you no longer need to look for some of the formation materials my uncle wanted."
"I've already had disciples of the Cloud Ink Sect find them. All we're missing now is a portion of Mantle Spider eyes."
"We'll probably need three or four."
As she spoke, she handed him a Storage Bag.
Lin Ke immediately nodded. "All right. Thank you, Fellow Daoist Duan. I was planning to go find them for Martial Uncle Jihong tomorrow."
"This saves me the trouble."
"As for those Mantle Spiders, I should be able to find them if I send people to look."
Seeing that Duan Dongqing showed no intention of leaving, Lin Ke asked, "Was there something else, Fellow Daoist Duan?"
Duan Dongqing's gaze darted away. She took a deep breath, then said, "Senior Brother Lin, you don't need to address me so formally. Just call me Dongqing."
"I wanted to give you a gift to thank you for saving me earlier."
As she spoke, she took a jade vial from her robes. Several droplets of water lay inside.
"This is a supreme treasure of our Cloud Ink Sect: dew that we disciples collect from the ten-thousand-year-old weeping willow, the ancient tree that protects our sect."
"Every drop contains as much Spiritual Qi as a Nascent Soul Cultivator could gather in an entire year."