"This Nine Tripod Divine Pill is for Ming Cheng, Ming Cheng!"
Yang Zhenshan beckoned to Yang Mingcheng, who looked astonished, still somewhat incredulous.
"Father!"
He quickly stepped forward, knelt down, and bowed.
"Mm, take it. Cultivate well, form your core as soon as possible, and don't disappoint your father and mother's expectations!" Yang Zhenshan smiled.
Yang Mingcheng's body trembled with excitement.
This was the Nine Tripod Divine Pill, capable of allowing him to form his core.
Even as the Yang family's eldest son, he dared not have too many extravagant hopes.
Although Yang Zhenshan had previously mentioned preparing the Nine Tripod Divine Pill for him, he never expected Yang Zhenshan to directly give him this pill.
"Your child thanks you, father and mother!" Yang Mingcheng directly bowed several times with a resounding thud.
The crowd was immensely envious upon seeing this.
No one dared to be jealous, nor thought this act unjust.
"Mm, stand up!"
