"Disciple... I just want a pine cone..."
"A pine cone?!"
"Daring to ask for a pine cone to refine a 'Foundation Establishment Pill', what's next, will you demand the core of the tree when refining a 'Nascent Soul Pill'?"
Even though the pine cone had plenty to spare, Elder Mo Song was strongly condemning Lin Jing for his audacity in making such a request.
Well! It hadn't even asked for the Longevity Blood, and the other party was already eyeing its fruits!
"Elder..."
"Heh." Elder Mo Song sneered, "Wanting a pine cone isn't impossible, you just need to do one thing."
"Hmm? Please tell me, Elder." Lin Jing was overjoyed, as long as there was room to negotiate, everything else could be discussed!
"You've been cultivating until now, yet you haven't killed anyone."
