Chapter 66

"Here, this is the spirit stone my mother left me before she left. I'll share half with you."

Meng Jing raised her small hand and handed a storage ring to Jiang Ping'an.

"Unfortunately, the storage ring my mother gave me has restrictions. Each time I reach the next realm, more resources will be unlocked. When I reach the Golden Core realm, there will be even more resources, and I'll share half with you then."

"No need, I don't lack resources." Jiang Ping'an did not accept it.

"Don't be shy. We're close, and I said I would share half of my resources with you, so I will."

Meng Jing forcefully pushed the storage ring into his hand. "We're heading to the City of the Nether King tomorrow, so buy some defensive magical treasures."

"I really don't lack spirit stones."

Jiang Ping'an communicated with his storage bag mentally, took out a Heavenly Profound Pill that emitted a seven-colored glow, and stuffed it into Meng Jing's mouth.

Meng Jing's beautiful eyes widened. "Heavenly Profound Pill! You actually have such a precious elixir!"

She knew from her mother how valuable this elixir was; even in ancient noble families, its production was not high.

Previously, when Jiang Ping'an said he had a Heavenly Profound Pill, Meng Jing thought he was lying.

But it turned out to be true!

"It seems your luck is really great. If I run out of money in the future, I'll eat your food and wear your clothes, hmpf!"

Meng Jing quickly sat cross-legged on the bed to digest the power of the Heavenly Profound Pill.

This elixir was rare and must be cherished; taking it once could significantly enhance one's talent.

Jiang Ping'an walked out of the room, closed the door, and headed to Wang Ren's residence.

Wang Ren was feeding the horses, and from his appearance, one couldn't tell he was a powerful Core Formation realm cultivator.

"Senior."

Jiang Ping'an bowed. "Thank you for your guidance over the past two months; I am deeply grateful."

Over the past two months, the knowledge he imparted had greatly benefited him.

Before the Nascent Soul realm, one generally wouldn't encounter growth issues.

Wang Ren patted the horse's head, turned to look at Jiang Ping'an, and said slowly, "You're leaving tomorrow."

"Yes." Jiang Ping'an nodded.

Wang Ren extended his withered hand and handed a blue storage bracelet to Jiang Ping'an.

"My weapons were destroyed in battle, and my resources were used to buy life-prolonging medicines. I don't have much left, but I'll give it all to you."

"Junior..."

Jiang Ping'an wanted to say more, but Wang Ren directly pushed the storage bracelet into his hand.

"Don't be sentimental. I'm about to die, and it would be useless to me. Work hard and become a pillar of the Great Xia."

"If you can avoid it, don't follow the Ninth Princess. She has deep scheming and great ambition, which might drag you into a whirlpool."

Jiang Ping'an looked at the storage bracelet in his hand, deeply moved.

Wang Ren continued, "Inside are the cultivation techniques I've learned throughout my life and a drop of a Sacred Body expert's blood. I originally intended to use it to exchange for Ice Crystal Grass, but now there's no chance."

"Sacred Body blood!"

Jiang Ping'an's eyes widened in shock.

As a body cultivator, he naturally knew about the Sacred Body, a terrifying divine body that could rival the Tyrant Body.

The Tyrant Body was a clan, while the Sacred Body, due to the limitations of the laws of the universe, was extremely rare.

There were rumors that the physical strength of the Sacred Body absolutely surpassed that of the Tyrant Body, but because it lacked a lineage and clan, its reputation was not as intimidating as the Tyrant Body.

The blood of such a body was of extraordinary value and very hard to obtain.

He never expected that Senior Wang would have a drop, and even more, that he would give it to him.

"With this drop of blood and your efforts, you will have the strength to compete with those geniuses."

"Don't be sentimental. I've lived too long and heard too much."

"Go, your path is long. Endure for a while, and if you can survive to the end, you'll have the chance to repay your humiliation."

Wang Ren didn't let Jiang Ping'an speak further, waved his hand, and slowly went to feed the horses with hay.

Jiang Ping'an looked at the frail back and bowed deeply.

"Thank you, Master!"

Although they hadn't formally established a master-disciple relationship, Jiang Ping'an had long regarded him as his master.

A master-disciple relationship was completely different from a regular mentorship.

A master imparts knowledge and inherits the lineage; in the cultivation world, a master is as important as a father.

Wang Ren had no descendants or disciples, and he treated Jiang Ping'an as a disciple, thus giving him the cultivation techniques and Sacred Body blood.

This was a way to continue his legacy.

Jiang Ping'an bowed for a long time before turning to leave.

Tomorrow, he would head to the City of the Nether King. Once there, he would immediately look for Ice Crystal Grass.

Even if he couldn't find Ice Crystal Grass, he would seek a cure for the Profound Fire Law.

The favor of imparting knowledge and the gift of Sacred Body blood could not be repaid.

Jiang Ping'an was such a person: he repaid kindness with kindness and enmity with enmity.

The next morning, the sun rose slowly.

The young geniuses were spirited and gathered at the back mountain.

They were about to embark on a new journey to the City of the Nether King, to compete with the geniuses from the hundred counties.

All the geniuses of the Nether King Province would gather in the City of the Nether King, and there would surely be a breathtaking battle.

The hearts of the young geniuses began to boil. Who wouldn't want to be famous in the world? Who wouldn't want to stand out among thousands of geniuses? This competition was the best stage.

A flying boat that blocked out the sky appeared above the county governor's residence. Standing below, people felt particularly small, with a strong visual impact.

The flying boat was entirely black, and mysterious runes glowed around it.

On one side of the flying boat, several large characters were written.

[Wealthy Source Trading Company, Black Wind City to City of the Nether King Route.]

"Once I have money, I'll buy a flying boat and go wherever I want."

Meng Jing looked up at the flying boat, her face full of longing.

"When you have enough money to buy a flying boat, you'll be strong enough that your speed will surpass the flying boat."

A calm voice pulled Meng Jing out of her fantasy.

"Hmpf, you wooden block." Meng Jing glared at Jiang Ping'an resentfully.

Others always said nice things to her, but this guy always annoyed her.

"Don't tell anyone about the elixir." Jiang Ping'an lowered his voice.

"I know, I'm not stupid."

Meng Jing touched her ring, a trace of shock flashing in her eyes.

In addition to the Heavenly Profound Pill she took last night, Jiang Ping'an had given her three more!

He also said that taking five would make the elixir ineffective!

This meant he had taken at least five Heavenly Profound Pills himself!

What great fortune did this wooden block receive?

Even ancient noble families would find it hard to produce so many Heavenly Profound Pills!

After the shock, Meng Jing felt joy.

Jiang Ping'an was willing to share such important information with her and treat her so well, which meant he trusted her and considered her one of his own.

But Meng Jing didn't know that everything she had now was because of her previous selflessness.

Without her selfless gift of the Heavenly Profound Pill, Jiang Ping'an wouldn't have been able to replicate it.

Cause and effect, good cause, good effect.

"He's such a scum, he doesn't deserve you."

A sudden voice rang out, "I am willing to become your Dao companion."

Meng Jing turned her head and looked at the man in front of her.

He wore a green robe, held a sword in his arms, and exuded a proud aura, like a sword about to be unsheathed.

Meng Jing suddenly narrowed her eyes. "You're Zhou Feng?"

Among these dozen geniuses, only this person was unfamiliar, so he must be new.

"Correct, I am the genius sword cultivator of the Ethereal Sect, Zhou Feng. I can severely injure Jiang Ping'an with two strikes and kill him with three."

Zhou Feng looked at Meng Jing, completely ignoring Jiang Ping'an. "I am not only a disciple of the Ethereal Sect but also a direct descendant of a sect elder. You, from an ancient noble family, are a perfect match for me."

"Spit! You scum, you want to be my Dao companion! You're just a pile of dog shit!"

Meng Jing suddenly shouted.

The many geniuses about to board the flying boat heard the commotion and turned to look.