C239 (1/2)

Hearing Jiang Changqiu's words and looking at the moonlight on Ye Qing's face, he could not help but sigh emotionally in his heart.

In a place as barren as the Tang Country, regardless of whether it was a heavenly material or divine fruit, even the worst of them, a mere half of a spiritual herb that could not even be considered a low-grade spiritual herb was viewed by countless people as a priceless treasure.

Just like Jiang Changqiu, just drinking a small cup of tea steeped in Elemental Energy would be enough to make him lose his mind.

In fact, in Ye Qing's eyes, the fragments of the Alchemy pot that were treated as trash were enough to excite Jiang Changqiu just because of their slightly permeating medicinal powers.

He would compete with the Heavens and with others.

The beggars guarding the street did not hesitate to abandon their dignity and were not afraid of being looked down upon. They only fought for that steamed bun so that they would not starve to death.

Those farmers in the countryside did not hesitate to leave early and return late, and did not hesitate to work day and night just for the sake of the copper coins, so that their families could live a better life.

The officials who were in charge of the imperial court did not hesitate to plot and schemed against each other. They only fought for a sliver of power, so that their black muslin hats would be even higher …

All life in this world, regardless of whether it was high or low, no matter if it was life or death, would be up for grabs!

And on the path of Immortal cultivation, it was the cruelest.

One step short of a move would result in his death and his soul dispersing. Only by fighting to the end and winning everything would one be able to reach the end of this Immortal path of cultivation.

Ye Qing looked at the moonlight as his thoughts gradually drifted away.

At the side, Jiang Changqiu watched Ye Qing's eyes become increasingly distant and profound, as if he had seen the gaze of an ancient times. His heart couldn't help but tremble, and he felt even more reverence towards Ye Qing.

”Okay, after you drink this cup of tea, pack your stuff and go to sleep. We will be leaving for the Yin Dragon Pool tomorrow.”

Recovering from his thoughts, Ye Qing calmly instructed Jiang Changqiu as he lowered his head to look at the teacup in his hand. It was unknown what he was thinking about.