The spiritual energy of Xianyou Mountain is rich and dense; his cultivation level is by no means lacking, hardly any different from the dedicated cultivation of Li Xijun. Li Yuanjiao, seeing a faint worry between his brows, spoke up:
"Is there any difficulty? Speak boldly."
Li Ximing paused slightly, pointing at several medicine pouches hanging from his waist, replied:
"Master Xiao bestowed upon me a set of medicine pouches he once used, to store spiritual objects. I am ashamed to accept them; the family will surely remember this favor, and we owe further obligation."
Li Yuanjiao nodded silently. Recently, the family gave Li Qingxiao seventy spirit stones, and again is stretched thin, so he could only say:
"The family has no surplus strength at present, only a few magic artifacts in storage. I wonder if Perfected Person Yuansi has any offspring, and of what cultivation level?"
Li Ximing's face was laden with guilt; he answered:
