"Don't worry."
An Qisheng could not help laughing at his changing expression. "I'm only asking you to do your best, not lay down your life."
That's a relief...
Cao Jinxing breathed a sigh of relief. He actually had no desire to wade into this mess. The Qilin was the lesser concern; the Fire Phoenix's undying fire could burn even King Zhou, a Heavenly Being Realm expert, alive! Even the slightest contact would cost him a layer of skin at the very least. The risk was too great!
"In return, I'll give you a helping hand..."
An Qisheng took a red sandalwood box from inside his robe and opened it. A golden pill lay quietly inside, its fragrance wafting into the air.
Its color and scent were identical to the [Pure Yang Golden Elixir] from Reflection Cliff on Mount Hua!
Cao Jinxing's expression turned solemn. He cupped his hands. "With great turmoil approaching, doing our utmost to protect the array and prevent the slaughter of innocents and disaster for the common people is precisely our duty! Say no more, Senior. It's only right!"
As he spoke, he casually picked up the pill and swallowed it outright.
An Qisheng: "..."
The martial realms of later generations haven't improved much, but their skin certainly keeps getting thicker...
An Qisheng did not know whether to laugh or cry.
At his level, secret arts such as mind reading had long ceased to require hand seals.
The eyes were the windows to the heart. A simple glance, backed by his qi, let him look through someone's eyes into their heart and see some of their recent, more deeply etched memories-when Cao Jinxing met his gaze, he had already uncovered thirty or forty percent of his background.
An Qisheng did not give his medicine to just anyone.