Bai Ling seemed unwilling to have dealings with this man, so after delivering the items, she prepared to leave with Xue Fuyao.
"Wait, my dear niece Bai. You've done me a great favor. As your elder, I don't have much to offer you, so why not stay for a simple meal?" he said sincerely.
Hearing this, Bai Ling declined with a smile. "I won't trouble you, Uncle Qiu. I really shouldn't turn down your invitation, but my master still has some urgent matters that I need to attend to, so I won't impose on you any longer."
With that, Bai Ling turned and left with Xue Fuyao without another word.
Watching their retreating figures, Qiu Buren's eyes flashed with regret. If he could get his hands on the Medicine Saint's legacy, he would surely receive greater recognition after returning to the family.
But there was no hurry. He could work toward that slowly. For now, he should return to the family first.
Having grown up under the family's protection, Qiu Buren had not spent a single day without yearning to return since his expulsion.
Only after experiencing the conveniences that the family's influence afforded him did he understand what sort of lives rogue cultivators led. Especially since he had once belonged to the Qiu Family, everyone he had offended in the past came knocking on his door upon learning of his expulsion.
If he had not relinquished most of his interests and climbed aboard the Medicine Saint's ship, he might long since have become a pile of dry bones.
He opened the box to find two pill formulas lying quietly inside. The first was for the Worry-Free Pill, which could clear distracting thoughts from the mind and make it easier to enter a meditative state after being taken. The second