Regarding the agility-enhancing fruits, Qing Shui considered the remaining six. "For now, these haven't really helped me, so I can give two to my mother. I can also give two to Wenren
Wu-Shuang to help him enhance his strength."
"As for the last two, should I give them all to Yuhe, or to Yu Donghao, or just one each?" Qing Shui sighed. Still too few, not enough for everyone.
Now, Qing Shui looked at the many Golden Sore Medicine Ointments he had produced in Alchemy, but he still didn't know their effects. Qing Shui really wanted to try them himself, but after considering how he would bleed, he gave up on the idea. He would find another opportunity.
The next day, Qing Shui woke up and sat cross-legged under the sun. Then he cultivated the ancient enhancement technique forty-eight times, before heading to his mother's room.
