Lingyin Hall had solved half their problems in one fell swoop, which greatly reduced Zhang Xiaojiang's pressure. A good start is half the battle, after all.
"Oh, right, I almost forgot. Little Jing, I had an unexpected find on this trip. I discovered a ruined immortal's abode. There wasn't much good stuff inside, but the Spirit Grass growing there was quite old. I took a look, and there's probably enough to refine a batch of decent Strengthening Foundation and Nourishing Essence Pills."
Looking at the pile of Spirit Grass that Wang Meng took out, Hu Jing and Zhang Xiaopang were stunned once again. Even when she'd seen a pile of Spirit Stones, Hu Jing had never been this pleasantly surprised.
"Oh my god, this is hundred-year-old Dragon Beard Grass! This stuff is so hard to find!" Hu Jing's face lit up with a brilliant smile. For a Pill Cultivator, what could possibly be more important than ingredients?
