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**** Xia Ningshang entered the Contribution Hall. She glanced back secretly and saw that Yang Kai had already left, which made her quietly sigh in relief. Probably because of the morning incident, she still felt a guilty conscience.
As her heart fluttered in confusion, she heard Manager Meng sighing behind the counter.
"What's wrong, Master?" Xia Ningshang asked.
"I'm feeling sorry for that kid," Manager Meng said ruefully. "He's a good boy. He can bear hardships and works hard. He has good character, and his temper is not bad either..."
When Xia Ningshang heard her master praise Yang Kai like that, she immediately became irritated. She thought, "You don't know what he did to your disciple this morning! He stripped himself completely naked, defiled your disciple's eyes, and even gave me a terrible fright."
Manager Meng kept talking, and the more Xia Ningshang listened, the more annoyed she grew. She reached out and slapped the counter hard.
With a "smack," a sound of something being broken rang out.
Manager Meng looked closely, his face instantly twisted, and he wailed agonizingly: "My earth-grade low-quality Blood Lingzhi worth twenty contribution points..."
"Is this Blood Lingzhi?" Xia Ningshang looked at the powdery substance on the counter, thinking, "Is Master going senile? How can this be Blood Lingzhi?"
"No, no, I was mistaken." Manager Meng lightly blew out a breath. The powder on the counter instantly flew out, as if clutched by an invisible hand, scattering outside the door without a trace falling along the way.
"By the way, why did you come see me today?" Manager Meng composed his expression, unusually serious.
"I broke through."
Manager Meng's expression flickered. He carefully inspected Xia Ningshang's cultivation and nodded repeatedly: "Good, good. I knew it. Only a physique like yours is truly suitable for this technique. Here, take this pill. It will stabilize your realm."
"Mm." Xia Ningshang took it. After a moment's hesitation, she asked softly: "Master, how is your injury?"
Manager Meng gave a faint smile: "Don't worry about me. I've made it through all these years. It's nothing serious."
Yang Kai hurried back to the small wooden hut with excitement and anticipation.
Now the three-leaf residual soul flower and desolate wood grass were both prepared, and in substantial quantities, enough for a while.
Everything was ready except for the east wind. Yang Kai was very curious whether that incense burner could really aid his cultivation.
This hut was located in the most remote and desolate area of Lingxiao Pavilion, practically no one ever came here, so Yang Kai wasn't worried about exposing his secret. He entered the hut, summoned the Black Book, turned to the third page, and then took out the incense burner and placed it by the bed.
Then he retrieved the three-leaf residual soul flower and desolate wood grass, stuffed both herbs into it, and covered the lid.
In an instant, a faint strange fragrance filled the hut. Yang Kai took a deep breath and carefully sensed it. He found that while this fragrance was somewhat special, there was nothing particularly worth noting about it. Moreover, after taking this sniff, his body felt no different.