“Yes, but there are still so issues with it,” Ling Chuxi nodded and said hesitantly.
“What issues?” Duan Qingchen asked.
“It requires so Ink Jade Crystals. With our Golden Pill Sect’s current situation, we don’t even have White Jade Crystals,” Ling Chuxi said sowhat embarrassedly. She truly did need the crystals. In the past, she thought that she was quite well off, and that the Su family was rich enough to conquer the world, but this realm required crystals, which neither she or the Su family had. The bit of money the Su family had was not enough to survive.
“Just Ink Jade Crystals? How many do you need?” Duan Qingchen asked urgently. Compared to Duan Xiaomo, those lifeless rocks weren’t worth as much to Duan Qingchen.
Ink Jade Crystals were rare treasures in the Sacred Realm of Sects and other than the five great sects, the other small sects did not have many. The Golden Pill Sect had just returned and was in the midst of rebuilding, so there was no way they had any. Furthermore, Ling Chuxi was not wrong—Ink Jade Crystals had a very strong effect on the Celestial cultivation thod. Hence, Duan Qingchen did not think twice about offering them up.
“About three to five pieces should be enough, I guess,” Ling Chuxi said after so thought. Last ti, after the Cang Yuan Sword Spirit absorbed the Ink Jade Crystal, he had woken up for a short while before falling back into a deep sleep. If there were a couple more pieces, he should be able to stay awake for a longer period of ti.
“How could that little be enough? Take these first.” For the sake of his grandson, Duan Qingchen was not the least bit stingy. He imdiately dug out more than ten pieces of Ink Jade Crystals and dumped them into Ling Chuxi’s hands. After that, he shouted towards the outside of the courtyard, “Feiyu, co here!”
“Grandfather, you called for ?” Duan Feiyu had been waiting outside the courtyard and imdiately entered after hearing Duan Qingchen’s voice.
“Tell our sect to send over a thousand Ink Jade Crystals!” Duan Qingchen ordered.
“A thousand?!” Duan Feiyu choked out in shock. Clearly, even to the Celestial Sect, a thousand Ink Jade Crystals was a lot.
Ling Chuxi was speechless. How precious was an Ink Jade Crystal? It did not even have a price on the market, but Duan Qingchen had instantly offered up a thousand pieces! They truly were one of the five great sects. If it were the Golden Pill Sect, even if they used everything they had, they might not even be able to get a few.
Ling Chuxi, however, did not know that even for the Celestial Sect, that was the maximum of Ink Jade Crystals they could bring out. They did not have any more. For Duan Xiaomo, Duan Qingchen actually had more or less offered up the entire savings of the family.
“Why don’t you let try first? There is no need for that many.” Although Ling Chuxi’s eyes would sparkle at the thought of money, she did not want to take advantage of Duan Xiaomo’s situation. Furthermore, she did not dare to guarantee that the Cang Yuan Sword Spirit would be able to find a solution.
“It’s alright, just use them if you need to. If there are any extras, just consider them consultation fees.” Duan Qingchen waved at her dismissively and laughed happily.
Duan Feiyu now understood vaguely—Ling Chuxi seed to have found a way to save Duan Xiaomo. He was a little surprised and dubious. Were her dical skills so top-notch that she had figured out a way to treat Xiaomo’s sickness that those fad physicians knew nothing about?
“Why are you just standing there? Go!” Seeing Duan Feiyu looking dazed, Duan Qingchen roared.
“Ah, yes! I’ll go now!” At this, Duan Feiyu regained his senses and rushed out of the courtyard. His mind was on Duan Xiaomo’s sickness, so he didn’t feel too bad about losing those Ink Jade Crystals.
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