Chapter 1338: Another Spiritual Vein

Bai Xinlan turned and left, while Bai Meng Holy Maiden froze in place, then she shook her head.

"The clan leader is too impatient, leaving so quickly without taking me."

Going at this moment is obviously problematic; isn't she deliberately telling Qinglong Daoren that she's anxious?

The Holy Maiden Bai Meng still wanted to pull the clan leader back, asking him to wait before leaving, but she couldn't hold him.

"I hope the clan leader can succeed this time."

Longshe Shan.

Bai Xinlan slipped in quietly; this time she did not cause much commotion. Around her were members of the Luotian White Snake Clan, who naturally pretended not to see her. As for other demonic beasts, Bai Xinlan sensed nothing. The clan members below worked efficiently, knowing who could stay and who could not.

Having entered Longshe Shan, Bai Xinlan was already familiar with the place and not as surprised as on her first visit, yet upon seeing the reinforced Formation, she couldn't help but be repeatedly amazed.

"This Formation has been further strengthened since my last visit; its Formation talent has grown stronger again—what a monster."

Bai Xinlan muttered inwardly, but she would not underestimate Qinglong Daoren; with such Formation talent, he could protect himself in the Mangshan Mountain Range, and if he entered the human world, he would be a renowned Formation master, at least not having to worry about cultivation resources.

Formation masters of this caliber are in high demand by many Factions and families, eager to sponsor them. In the cultivation world, a craft such as artifact forging, Pill Refining, or Formation, even planting talents, is highly prized.

Numerous Factions and families are willing to support you, making you an honored guest of the Faction.

Qinglong Daoren had already brewed tea, waiting in advance for the guest's arrival. He knew Bai Xinlan would be restless. She might not know what happened here, but she did have some idea of who had come.

"Daoist friend, you're here, please have some tea."

Bai Xinlan stared at the steaming spiritual tea before her, freshly brewed; her eyes narrowed slightly, then she sat down briskly, took a sip, and her eyes lit up: "This spiritual tea tastes good."

"This spiritual tea is unique to Longshe Shan, refined by my specialized methods here, possessing the effect of nurturing the soul; it is a rare tea that calms the mind." Qinglong Daoren explained the tea's origin and benefits, but did not respond to Bai Xinlan's next remark.

Bai Xinlan immediately understood his meaning and asked, "How do we trade?"

"Daoist friend, you're so straightforward; I like that about you." Qinglong Daoren laughed heartily and quoted a price.

Bai Xinlan immediately produced some valuable items for him; Qinglong Daoren, unreservedly, gave her a portion of the spiritual tea. Bai Xinlan sniffed it, confirmed it was the tea she had drunk, and satisfiedly put it away.

With the spiritual tea in hand, Bai Xinlan's mood eased considerably, and she continued, "Daoist friend, do you know what you discussed with the Heaven Capital Dragon King?"

Qinglong Daoren, realizing she had come for this matter, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Daoist friend, do you want to know yourself, or is it that other person who wants to know?"

She naturally knew who "that other person" referred to.

"Daoist friend, there's no need to worry; it's I who wish to know. Your Excellency the Demon Emperor would not care about such trivial matters. Whatever you say won't be a problem; it will stay in my ears and cannot be spread." Bai Xinlan assured.

Qinglong Daoren looked at her deeply, smiled, and said, "He didn't say much; he came to find me, and your purpose in finding me is the same."

Bai Xinlan felt a jolt inside, her pupils contracting rapidly—just as she expected; she had known this would happen.

"Then, Daoist friend, have you agreed?"

Qinglong Daoren smiled, did not answer the question, and instead lifted a cup of tea to sip slowly.

Some matters need no answer; both parties understand.

"What pill does he want? Seventh‑grade Pill? Or perhaps Eighth‑grade Pill?"

"If it's an Eighth‑grade Pill, could you, Daoist friend, first refine the Luotian Snake King Pill I need?"

The Luotian Snake King Pill is crucial, concerning the future of the Luotian White Snake Clan; that elder ancestor needs the Luotian Snake King Pill.

The Luotian Pill and Snake King Pill have limited effects; they work greatly for her, but for the elder ancestor they fall a bit short.

Qinglong Daoren has been at this for so long and still hasn't refined it; she naturally grew anxious.

However, she also knows an Eighth‑grade Pill is not a Seventh‑grade Pill, so she kept waiting, daring not to urge Qinglong Daoren.

This time, she could not wait any longer and came to press, but she didn't want the Heaven Capital Dragon King to obtain the pill while hers remained out of reach.

"Huh?" Qinglong Daoren waved his hand: "Bai Xinlan Daoist friend, you're impatient."

"An Eighth‑grade Pill is not a Seventh‑grade Pill; the difficulty of refining cannot be compared. Whether it's the Luotian Snake King Pill or the pill the Heaven Capital Dragon King needs, the refining difficulty is high and not easy."

"At present, I cannot refine it; Daoist friend, there's no need to worry or be impatient."

Qinglong Daoren spread his hands: "Your impatience won't help, urging me won't help; Pill Refining abhors haste."

Bai Xinlan breathed a sigh of relief; at least Qinglong Daoren would not first refine the pill the Heaven Capital Dragon King needs, which was her greatest worry.

She naturally knew the relationship between the Heaven Capital Dragon King and the Mangshan Demon Emperor.

Whether enemy or friend, they are both foe and ally; if the Heaven Capital Dragon King obtains the pill, then the Demon Emperor could likely get one as well. Bai Xinlan harbored no doubt. The other Demon Kings of Mangshan Demon Palace might view them as mortal enemies, but she was different; she knew some inside information.

She naturally knew things other Demon Kings didn't, and the relationship between the two was very complex. In short, she had to obtain the pill before they did, so she could be at ease.

The elder ancestor needs to recover in advance, and she also needs to quickly advance her cultivation to face the upcoming predicament.

"It's I who am impatient." Bai Xinlan immediately stood up and apologized.

She apologized for her actions.

Qinglong Daoren waved his hand: "Bai Xinlan Daoist friend, there's no need for that. I remember our transaction, but…"

Bai Xinlan instantly understood and said, "I will send the materials immediately, guaranteeing your satisfaction. I have also prepared a spiritual vein for you, hoping you can refine the Luotian Snake King Pill sooner."

"As soon as the pill appears, I will bring you another spiritual vein."

He truly gave his all for the Luotian Snake King Pill.

Massive hemorrhage.

Qinglong Daoren's pupils flashed upon hearing that.

"Daoist friend, you're too kind. Very well, I will refine the Luotian Snake King Pill as soon as possible, striving to satisfy you."

"Good, with those words from you, I can be at ease." Bai Xinlan stood up, extremely excited.

She had been waiting for that sentence—a promise.

Without a second word, she directly produced a spiritual vein, handing it to Qinglong Daoren, full of sincerity.

Qinglong Daoren naturally accepted it; he could not refuse.