Half an hour later, Ning Fengzhi, who had originally been preparing to hold a banquet for Yang Wudi, looked at the man still standing empty-handed in the middle of the Immortal Herbs and was instantly speechless.
"Elder Yang, choose already, would you?"
"Uh, Sect Master, don't blame Old Yang for dawdling. I truly don't know where to start."
Yang Wudi turned back and looked helplessly at Ning Fengzhi. This was like suddenly giving a beggar a huge sum of money—he would not know how to spend it. Dazzled by the array in a department store, he simply could not move his feet.
Ning Fengzhi could only hold his forehead and smile wryly, then turned his gaze to Ning Bei. He suspected Yang Wudi could stand here without eating or drinking and spend a month choosing.
Seeing Ning Bei's gaze fall on him, Yang Wudi immediately panicked, and the Soul Power in his body even began to grow chaotic.
"Second Young Master, you can't stop Old Yang from continuing to choose."
"Then choose already, would you?"
The same words were repeated by Ning Bei, making Yang Wudi even more conflicted.
"This..."
"Second Young Master, look at this Primal Chaos Grass. For our Breaking Soul Spear, it can be called a treasure without equal in the world. As long as it's slightly refined into medicine, it can give the martial souls of Yang Family juniors with decent potential a qualitative leap."
How could he not know the effects of this medicinal herb? Ning Bei nodded and said expressionlessly, "Then take it already!"
"But Second Young Master, if this Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower is made into medicine for the clan's juniors to take, it might awaken a fire-attribute Breaking Soul Spear. At that point, its power would be no ordinary thing."
"Then take both