"You went to Swordwave Garrison to produce this Hundred-Fragrance Beeswax?"
Wang Ba lightly pinched a piece of translucent, pale-yellow beeswax. Through the sunlight, he could vaguely see a few impurities inside.
Bu Chan nodded.
Her eyes were filled with heartache as she looked at Wang Ba.
She had already learned the whole story from Shen Fu.
She could fully understand how Wang Ba had felt.
Putting herself in his place, she feared she would scarcely be able to go on living if anything happened to Wang Ba.
It was easy to imagine how Wang Ba had felt then.
Naturally, her heart ached for him all the more.
Yet alongside that heartache, she could not help feeling a lingering fear.
Had she not made a special trip to Swordwave Garrison to produce suitable Hundred-Fragrance Beeswax, and acquired a suitable plot there specifically for raising Hundred-Fragrance Bees...
She would probably already have turned to dust during the Five Great Sects' earlier surprise attack on the garrison.
Hearing Wang Ba's question, Bu Chan hurriedly said, "This is the first batch. Once I screen the flower varieties some more, the quality should improve further."
"No, this is enough."
With Bu Chan safe, Wang Ba's thoughts naturally returned to the most important matter at hand.
Looking at the Hundred-Fragrance Beeswax in his hand, he shook his head.
"There's no need to improve its quality. This is already excellent. A little more will be enough."
Bu Chan took Wang Ba's words to heart. She had intended to hurry back to Swordwave Garrison to raise Hundred-Fragrance Bees while the Teleportation Array was still operating, but unexpectedly, the garrison's Foundation Establishment cultivators soon requisitioned her.
"Fellow Daoist, could you assign her to me?"
Wang Ba took out a pouch of middle-grade Spirit Stones and discreetly passed it over.