"Good good good, this time the old man has lived up to the trust of the Zuoqiu family, and this batch of Bone Marrow Cleansing Pills has actually yielded six pills." The elder felt a great weight lifted from his shoulders and joy danced in his brows as he carefully sealed the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pills in a jade pill bottle.
"Congratulations Old Ancestor, kudos to Old Ancestor." The pair of handsome boys and pretty girls also respectfully congratulated the Old Ancestor.
"Mingxu, Lingrou." The elder, showing signs of fatigue but filled with excitement, said, "This time, thanks to your help too, according to the agreement with the Zuoqiu family, if this batch of Spiritual Medicine turns into five pills, I will not take a penny. If there are six, our Dongfang Clan can take one for ourselves."
