Feiyu and Lu Baibai

"Old Bai, do you think we lost out or came out ahead?"

In an inn in Chang'an City, Demon King Feiyu, who looked like a refined middle-aged man, sat across a table from the elderly-looking Lu Baibai.

Demon King Feiyu idly drew circles with a brush, while Lu Baibai kept studying a set of bamboo slips.

"Did you fail to remember some part of it?" Lu Baibai asked with a frown. "I keep feeling there's something wrong with this Nine Cauldrons Technique!"

"What could I do?" Demon King Feiyu spread his hands. "He explained it in the language of the Han Kingdom. When I converted it into our Sacred Land Language, there were bound to be some differences!"

"That man didn't even know to teach the technique in Sacred Land Language. He's so uncultured," Lu Baibai grumbled. "I feel this technique will be a little troublesome to learn. We'll have to see whether our lord has the ability to figure it out!"

"Then should we give Dou Ying a portion of Spirit Jade Essence?" Demon King Feiyu asked. "I feel he's quite easy to talk to. In any case, he's a better choice than finding someone else to do things for us."

"We could give him one to set his mind at ease first. A portion of Spirit Jade Essence can't possibly turn an Eighth Realm pill into a Ninth Realm one anyway," Lu Baibai said. "Besides, our lord and that Zou Bugui got their hands on quite a lot of Spirit Jade Essence. It's hardly a rare commodity!"

"It's still scarce. After all, every piece of Spirit Jade used is one less piece left, to say nothing of squeezing out its essence. To be honest, when I got my hands on it back then, it was the first time