"Senior, this is my nephew Ma Pingkang. He has been stuck at the peak of the Qi Gathering Realm for many years," Uncle Ma said, bowing respectfully.
Shen Mo glanced at Ma Pingkang and gave a slight nod.
With his discerning eyes, he could naturally tell that this cultivator, who appeared as youthful as a man in his early twenties, was actually not that old, likely around thirty-five years old.
If he could open his Spirit Sea within five years, he would be considered a core candidate in the Riverside Sect, qualified to compete for a core disciple position!
However, in the Heaven Patrolling Zone, he was just a rogue cultivator who survived by "scavenging."
Ma Pingkang, under Shen Mo's scrutiny, was obviously a bit uneasy, no longer the carefree youth he had been moments before. He stood obediently to the side, letting his uncle state their purpose.
"Grade III and Grade IV Elixirs are indeed precious, but they're not hard to buy in the immortal workshop."
