Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Reception Hall.
"Little Yang, what a rare guest! You finally found it in your heart to visit me?" Ning Fengzhi rose with a smile to welcome him.
Beside him, Chen Xin also opened his eyes, an almost imperceptible gleam flashing in their depths.
"Uncle Ning, when we parted at Spirit Hall last time, I left in such a hurry that I didn't have time to say goodbye. Please don't hold it against me!"
"Not at all!" Ning Fengzhi waved a hand and said gravely, "You're in the limelight far too much right now. Lying low for a while was a wise move. After all, there are... too many eyes watching you."
Lin Yang nodded.
"Don't just stand there. Sit!"
A maid then poured Lin Yang some tea. He took a small sip, then waved his hand, and ten potions appeared on the table out of thin air.
"Uncle Ning, these are the ten Body-Tempering Potions I promised you."
Ning Fengzhi's gaze fell on the potions, his expression shifting slightly.
Lin Yang explained, "After taking a potion, a Soul Master's physique will improve. As for how much, everyone's circumstances
"vary considerably, so there's no single answer."
"Also, with repeated use, the potions' effects will gradually diminish."
Ning Fengzhi picked up one of the potions and examined it closely.
Inside the transparent bottle, the liquid was a pale amber, faintly shimmering with a soft luster.
Lin Yang had already told him about the drawbacks of the Body-Tempering Potions.
At most, the improvement to one's physique from a single Body-Tempering Potion would allow them to absorb a Soul Ring one or two hundred years older than their original limit.
The stronger someone was, the higher the quality of Body-Tempering Potion they would need.
The ten before him were