When Chu Feng and Zi Ling departed, every member of the Dragon Breath Clan came to see them off.
Even Long Mochuan and the others, who were still recovering from their injuries.
"Young Hero Chu Feng."
"I was foolish before and truly underestimated you."
"But I will never forget the debt of you saving my life. From now on, my life belongs to you."
"The day I leave this wretched place and return to the vast Martial Cultivation World, I'll see who dares to bully you."
"Never mind others — even the Seven Realms Sacred Palace, I'd dare to fight them head-on."
Long Mochuan thumped his chest as he spoke.
"Good. It's a deal," Chu Feng said with a smile.
"Every word I say counts." Long Mochuan's expression was dead serious.
Long Mochuan's earlier words had been truly harsh.
When he spoke about Chu Feng himself, it was manageable. But when he mentioned Chu Feng's mother, Chu Feng had nearly lost control of his anger.
The reason he held back and didn't hold it against him was that he knew this man, though arrogant, was not bad at heart — as was clear from his wholehearted dedication to the Dragon Breath Clan's people.
Chu Feng had seen plenty of people like this.
As enemies, they were a headache.
But if they genuinely became friends, they were trustworthy.
"Chu Feng, when we leave here, the Dragon Spring Pavilion will reopen."
"When that time comes, you must come find us."
"Even if you don't want our help, you still have to come. We of the Dragon Breath Clan truly owe you a debt of gratitude," Long Moucheng said.
"I'll come. But not to have you repay a debt — I want to taste your Dragon Spring water," Chu Feng said.
"Now that you mention it, I almost forgot." Long Moucheng's eyes lit up with realization, and she produced an exquisitely crafted jade bottle roughly two feet tall.
"When we came here, we spent all our time channeling the power of the array eye and never had the time to refine Dragon Spring water."
"But this is my personal reserve."
"If Young Friend Chu Feng doesn't find it beneath him, please accept it. It should be enough to last you quite a while." Long Moucheng handed the jade bottle to Chu Feng.
The moment Chu Feng grasped the bottle, his face lit up with delight.
"Senior, isn't this too precious?" Chu Feng asked.
He knew the price of Dragon Spring water.
A single bowl required ten Dragon Spring Coins.
And Dragon Spring Coins were exceedingly difficult to obtain. Back when Chu Feng and the Envoy of Hell had visited the Dragon Spring Pavilion, someone had offered a Sacred Weapon and a Universe Bag full of treasures in exchange for ten Dragon Spring Coins, and nobody would make the trade — they only received cold mockery from the crowd.
The jade bottle Long Moucheng had given Chu Feng actually functioned like a Universe Bag.
The Dragon Spring water contained within was incredibly vast.
Suffice it to say, the water inside this bottle — even if Chu Feng didn't drink it and just used it for daily baths, it would last him a hundred years.
It was truly priceless.
"Now this, I have to brag about a little."
"This bottle of Moucheng's Dragon Spring water isn't something you can drink at just any Dragon Spring Pavilion."
"Look carefully — this is called Moucheng Dragon Spring."
"Moucheng girl has a special bloodline, and her dragon breath is far purer."
"The Dragon Spring water refined by others needs processing before it's drinkable — you can't consume it directly."
"But Moucheng girl's Dragon Spring water can be drunk straight, and the longer it ages, the better its effects."
"That's why the Dragon Spring water she refines is considered one of the Dragon Breath Clan's finest treasures," Long Moxiao said with a grin.
"That's the truth. Even we have to shamelessly beg her just to get a tiny sip."