Vol 2 Chapter 7 (1/2)
Chapter 7 - Golden Pellet
In the bright room, a pragmatic table made of red wood along with a few chairs made of the same wood were laid out.
These few pieces of furniture were common goods. Even their style was the one that prevailed twenty years ago. As a part of the three influential families of Tai Cang county, Lord Master He Wude would definitely be considered as the most stingiest of all the old men. Even the children of his clan hadn’t contracted the luxurious air of the riches.
And this was probably because He family had yet to see a black sheep in the clan.
He Yiming sat at one side of the table. Even in the present situation, his seat held substantial weight.
“Yiming, you should have guessed by now why we’ve called you.” He Wude faintly smiled. Whenever he saw this most outstanding grandson of his, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of joy from the depth of his heart.
He Yiming faintly nodded and said, “I know that you’ve called me regarding your previous closed-door session. However, what I couldn’t guess is why would you be so overly secretive and tense- skeptical of everybody.”
He Wude sighed and said, “I also don’t wish to be like this. However, this matter is of paramount importance to our He family. As such, we would rather be excessively tense than to slip up in the slightest.”
He Yiming’s vision swept through his eldest uncle and old servant before he suddenly asked, “You succeeded?”
“Correct.” Sitting on the chair, He Wude seemed to have slightly straightened his back before he said with an indescribably excited voice, “We have indeed succeeded.”
“Grandfather, you still haven’t told me.” He Yiming said rather resentfully.
He Wude heartily laughed a few times. Suddenly, he blinked his eyes and said, “Why don’t you take a guess?”
He Yiming blankly stared. This was the first time he had seen his grandfather behaving in such a manner. Even when the latter discovered that his Internal Energy had attained the ninth layer, he’d not revealed such an lively behaviour. From this, it could be seen that the old man had rarely felt so happy in decades.
Countless thoughts flashed in his mind before his heart suddenly trembled faintly, and he said, “Does it has something to do with the gold-crowned python?”
The smiles on the faces of three elders suddenly turned stiff before they shared a glance with each other and bitterly smiled.
He Quanxin asked, “Yiming, how did you guess?”
He Yiming slightly spread out his hands and said, “This year’s most significant affair had been the hunt of the gold-crowned python, and I can’t think of any other event that could make you people this tense.”
He Wude took in a breath and said,” Not only is Yiming extremely talented, but incomparably bright as well. Our He family could obtain such a unicorn like descendant- this truly is the blessings from heaven.”
He Quanxin and He Laibao nodded in succession.
“Grandfather, in the end, what happened? Tell me already.” He Yiming laughed.
“Fine. By hunting the gold-crowned python, we obtained a pellet. After six months of efforts, we eventually managed to collect the essential medicinal herbs and began its refining. In the end, we managed to reap three gold pellets.” He Wude said with a grave expression.
“Gold pellets?” He Yiming asked puzzledly.
He’d, after all, come across such a matter for the first time. The body of spiritual beasts actually contain a pellet, and with the help of suitable herbs, it could be further refined to golden pellets. He’d nev
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er heard of such matters before.
“Correct, golden pellet,” He Wude unhurriedly said, “Back in the day, I’ve spent entire twenty years in the alchemic chamber. While spending my twenty years before a furnace, I’ve refined quite a few golden pellets. Now that I’ve resumed my work after several years, my skill does not seem to have deteriorated- not bad, not bad at all.”
Although the words that came out of his mouth were quite modest, his delightful expression and complacent smile blatantly exposed his current feelings.
He Yiming’s vision swept through his three elders. Not only his grandfather was quite excited, even the other two were also the same. He asked in a mumbling voice, “Can this golden pellet improve one’s cultivation?”
He Wude faintly started for a moment before laughing, “You, small chap, are indeed quite sharp. Golden pellets not only improve one’s cultivation, but could even help in clearing bottlenecks.”
He Yiming’s eyes immediately s.h.i.+ned. Although, to him, bottlenecks weren’t hard at all and were hardly any more difficult than an ordinary man eating his food, for others in his family, golden pellets would be extremely useful. Such an object held extreme significance from the perspective of a clan.
After finis.h.i.+ng his explanation, He Wude took out three small jade bottles and carefully placed them on the table.
He Yiming could feel a faint, scorching pa.s.sion in He Quanxin and He Laibao’s eyes. For a cultivator, this object was an extreme rarity.