No matter what Bai Shunfeng is hesitating about, Li Ye has already made his decision. He hasn’t interacted with many people, and now he has encountered this Immortal willing to offer his Spiritual Power Inner Core as a dicinal guide.
He feels that he ought to give him a helping hand, letting this goodwill continue for ages.
Moreover, with the bestowed Divine Position, Bai Shunfeng is acknowledged by the sect as a minor deity with disciple status, and he would receive more assistance and resources for his research on dicine.
With the capabilities of the Four Seasons Sect, they can certainly find materials to replace the Inner Core as a dicinal guide so that Bai Shunfeng can stay alive and research more dicines.
Bai Shunfeng is not really foolish, after all.
Transforming from a white hedgehog through cultivation and finally earning the title of Immortal from the Mountain and River Grotto Heaven of the Four Seasons Sect indicates he is not foolish.
"Such great kindness doesn’t need words of thanks!"
"In the future, should a True Man call upon , regardless of ti, place, or matter, I will never refuse!"
With that, he bowed deeply.
In his view, the things he did hardly deserved praise.
There are nurous Magical dicines in the Four Seasons Sect.
Moreover, the Pills he crafted required an Immortal’s Inner Core as a dicinal guide and had generational limitations. In a sense, it still counts as Spirit dicine.
Isn’t Spirit dicine healing mortals normal?
Since he bowed his head, Li Ye didn’t see his expression change, rely saying, "Then there’s no need to rush. Let’s first go with to the lake and see those fishern."
"It’s been two years now, and I wonder how my Potato Flood Dragons have been faring over there. At the sa ti, let’s test your Spirit dicine."
"Yes!"
Though Bai Shunfeng had tried the dicine, he still wanted to showcase it to Li Ye.
Thus, the two, one person and one Immortal, directly left the dical house, leisurely walking along the mountain path straight into the lake waters.
The lake’s vapor was still refreshingly cool and soothing, mist rising on the surface, revealing a lakeside fortress town that seed much larger than before.
It was winterti, yet the fishern persistently fished for survival, visible in their sun-darkened bodies, diving stark naked into the icy cold waters.
Shouting chants, they pulled the nets from the lake.
Even the Potato Flood Dragons were helping; their strength was far greater than that of mortals, earnestly tugging the nets, providing substantial aid.
The nets were filled with countless fish, their bodies pale from the cold yet their faces elated.
"A bumper harvest!"
"After this haul, we can rest for a few days!"
"Aren’t the rchants waiting for this batch of fish?"
n, won, young and old all joined forces, gathering the plentiful catch, preparing to sell it to the rchants later at the shore.
Despite the happenings over the past two years, Li Ye’s mindset remained unchanged.
He observed the children who have grown into youths fishing and pulling nets in the lake, noticing their swimming skills seed to have improved.
But many, who once had a glimr of innocence in their eyes two years ago, now only had worry and preoccupation with livelihood in their gaze, having no ti for play.
Their eyes only showed so delight when they saw the Potato Flood Dragons helping, and they would specifically go to pat the Flood Dragons.
"..."
Li Ye suddenly paused.
He felt it was better not to show himself; this was already good enough.
Bai Shunfeng looked over in confusion, cautiously asking, "True Man, what’s this...?"
"It’s nothing." He extended a finger, lightly touching the lake’s surface.
From his fingertips, the radiance spread through the lake, causing the fish within to rapidly grow, instinctively swimming towards the Water Village after laying eggs.
For a mont, the lake waves surged with countless fish erging, as winter sunlight sohow penetrated the water mist, casting a myriad of golden reflections on their scales.
The fishern were both shocked and delighted, jumping into the water without hesitation, easily grabbing large fish without nets.
"What’s happening?"
"Why so many fish all of a sudden!"
"A miracle! It’s a miracle!"
This unexpected bountiful catch kept the fishern busy for a long while, but Hong Ying, their leader, instinctively felt sothing was amiss, probing through the surrounding fog.
The Potato Flood Dragons also sensed familiar Spiritual Qi, getting restless, but soon cald down under Li Ye’s reassurance, their slightly glowing eyes showing a faint reluctance.
Hong Ying couldn’t find anyone; instead, a cloud of mist brought forth a small glass bottle, along with Bai Shunfeng’s voice introducing the dicine’s efficacy.
Then the mist and voice both dissipated, leaving no trace.
She gripped the bottle, bowing respectfully towards the distant mist.
Turning back, she shared the good news with the fishern and began administering the dicine according to severity.
The fishern cheered, shouting for the Immortal’s blessing.
And the Immortal had long walked on the Cloud Light Celestial River, ready to return to the Four Seasons Sect.
...
On the way.
Bai Shunfeng cautiously glanced at Li Ye, whose expression had turned faint, hesitating before asking, "Why are you suddenly unhappy, True Man?"
Li Ye didn’t hide his feelings, sighing, "I understand everyone has their struggles, but seeing those children, who dared to boldly ask for pots and snacks two years ago, now with eyes devoid of innocence, makes feel lancholy."
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