Chapter 511: Linge's Request

Seeing this figure, Linge's eyes suddenly lit up.

She walked forward with quick steps.

Wang Jianqiang had just walked out of his courtyard gate.

A gust of fragrant wind swept over.

Immediately, a voice entered his ears, "Junior brother, are you planning to go out?"

Wang Jianqiang looked up, revealing a faint smile, "So it is Senior Sister Linge."

As he spoke, he nodded, "Having nothing to do, I was planning to walk around the Immortal Palace."

Upon hearing this, Linge's expression shifted, "The Great Wilderness Immortal Palace is vast; you haven't fully explored it yet, have you, junior brother? Would you like me to be your guide?"

Wang Jianqiang smiled and shook his head, "Many thanks for your kind offer, senior sister, but I just want to wander around casually; I won't waste your time."

If he let Linge follow him, how could the other senior sisters in the Immortal Palace feel comfortable treating him with enthusiasm?

"Senior sister, I shall take my leave now."

Saying this, he nodded to Linge and prepared to depart.

Seeing this, a flash of anxiety crossed Linge's eyes, "Junior brother~"

Hearing Linge's somewhat urgent voice, Wang Jianqiang's gaze flickered.

He turned his head to look at her and smiled, "Does senior sister have any other instructions?"

Linge hesitated for a moment, then bit her lip, "Junior brother, I would like you to help me refine some Pills; I wonder if you have the time?"

"This..."

Hearing Linge's words, a look of difficulty flashed across Wang Jianqiang's face.

"What? Is junior brother unwilling?"

Seeing this, Linge's expression dimmed.

She wanted to say she could pay more compensation, but she gave up on the thought immediately.

As an Alchemist who could refine Perfect Pills, Wang Jianqiang's wealth must be unimaginably vast.

In Wang Jianqiang's eyes, her so-called compensation was likely worth nothing at all.

"I'm sorry, junior brother, it was my rashness."

Linge sighed.

She walked forward, intending to find Lin Zhijing and honestly complete tasks to earn resources.

"Senior sister, you have misunderstood; it is not that I am unwilling."

Just then, Wang Jianqiang's voice suddenly came from behind her.

Linge's footsteps paused, and she looked at Wang Jianqiang with some pleasant surprise, "So, you are agreeing, junior brother?"

Wang Jianqiang gave a wry smile and looked around.

"Senior sister, this is not a place to talk; let us find a quieter spot."

Linge nodded, "If you don't mind, junior brother, let us discuss it in my residence."

"That works." Wang Jianqiang nodded, his mind stirred, and he opened his courtyard gate, casually grabbing the chick on his shoulder into his palm.

Under the chick's incredulous gaze, he tossed it inside.

Then, his mind stirred again.

The gate slammed shut with a bang.

This series of actions was incredibly swift, leaving Linge stunned.

"Junior brother, what are you...?"

Wang Jianqiang smiled, "This little fellow is mischievous; I'm worried its presence might delay our business."

Linge was taken aback.

She didn't think too much about it and nodded.

Afterward, she opened the door to her own residence.

"Junior brother, please."

As she spoke, she walked in first.

Wang Jianqiang followed behind her and walked in as well.

The layout of Linge's Residence Space was almost identical to the space where he lived.

The two walked all the way to the deepest part of the space.

They entered the Pavilion.

"Junior brother, please sit."

Linge pulled out a chair and smiled at Wang Jianqiang.

Wang Jianqiang nodded and sat down.

After Wang Jianqiang sat down, Linge then sat on a chair to the side.

She looked at Wang Jianqiang with an expectant expression, "Junior brother, did you mean just now that you agree to refine Pills for me?"

Wang Jianqiang nodded, "I felt a kinship with you the moment we met, senior sister; since you have a request, I will naturally do my utmost to assist."

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, Linge immediately showed a look of excitement.

But immediately after, Wang Jianqiang's words continued.

"However~"

Hearing this, her expression tightened, "Junior brother, however what?"

Wang Jianqiang looked at her exquisite face and sighed, "It is just that these Perfect Pills are not easy to refine."

"Every time I refine one, I must consume a significant amount of my lifespan."

Upon hearing this, Linge immediately revealed a look of astonishment.

To refine a Perfect Pill actually requires the depletion of one's lifespan!

She had thought that refining a Perfect Pill would certainly not be easy.

But isn't this price a bit too high?

Just at this moment.

Her expression suddenly shifted.

According to rumors from the outside world, Daoist Friend Wang had once refined pills for the Cultivators of Wenxian City for several years.

If refining a Perfect Pill required the depletion of lifespan.

Wouldn't his lifespan have been exhausted long ago?

She was not doubting Wang Jianqiang's words.

After all, a Perfect Pill is a legendary item.

Paying any price for it would not be an exaggeration.

She was simply thinking.

Since Wang Jianqiang was able to refine pills extensively within Wenxian City.

Does that not mean...

There is a solution?

Thinking of this.

She looked at Wang Jianqiang, "Junior Brother, it is not my intention to have you expend your lifespan to refine pills for me. I wonder if there is a way to eliminate or offset this cost of Alchemy?"

Wang Jianqiang nodded, "There is a way, but..."

Having said this, he sighed, shook his head, and said, "Forget it. I have always held Senior Sister in high regard, so it is truly difficult for me to say."

At this point, he gritted his teeth, "For Senior Sister, refining ten or twenty Perfect Pills and wasting a hundred or eighty years of lifespan—I, Wang, can still afford to expend that."

A hundred or eighty years of lifespan!

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, Linge was greatly shocked.

It actually requires consuming so much lifespan!

A Cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage only has a mere thousand years of lifespan.

If this were to happen a few times.

Who could endure it?

When she first met Wang Jianqiang at Yingxin Gorge, she only felt that this person was full of schemes.

Following her subsequent interactions with Wang Jianqiang.

She discovered that although this person, Wang Jianqiang, was deep in schemes against his enemies, he was extremely upright, friendly, and gentle toward his friends.

He did not seem as treacherous as she had imagined.

Until now.

Seeing that Wang Jianqiang was actually willing to pay such a huge price for her—a neighbor with whom he did not have a deep connection, and could not even be considered a close friend!

At this moment, she finally understood.

No wonder so many "good friends" gathered around this Wang Jianqiang back then.

They must have all been attracted by his generous and magnanimous character, as well as his noble moral integrity, right?

She looked at Wang Jianqiang, a flash of gratitude appearing in her eyes, "Junior Brother, your magnanimity is truly admirable, but I cannot let you deplete your lifespan to help me."

"If I did that, how would I be any different from those selfish and self-interested villains?"

"You should just tell me the method to avoid the depletion of lifespan."

"This..."

Wang Jianqiang's expression shifted for a moment, and he gritted his teeth, "Fine, since Senior Sister insists, then I, Wang, will say it."

Upon hearing this, Linge immediately revealed a look of earnest attention.

Wang Jianqiang paused for a moment, then continued, "I do indeed have a Secret Technique that can avoid the consumption of lifespan when refining a Perfect Pill."

"And this method is very simple: it is sleeping."

Sleeping?

Linge was startled and asked in confusion, "Although a Cultivator's energy means they no longer need to sleep, they have not lost the ability to do so. If one wishes, one can fall asleep in a single thought."

"Is there any difficulty in this?"

"Why was Junior Brother embarrassed to say it?"

Wang Jianqiang was silent for a moment, "This sleep is not that sleep."

"What do you mean?" Linge asked, puzzled.

Wang Jianqiang coughed dryly, "This sleep, it moves."