"How has Brother Jiang been recently?" Fang Yun asked.
Faced with Wang Yourong's teasing, Fang Yun offered a suitable retort.
"Who cares about him?" Wang Yourong rolled her eyes, then got back to business. "Junior Brother, how many Middle Grade Qi Condensing Pills do you need?"
"Two."
"Alright, one hundred forty Lower Grade Spirit Stones."
While Wang Yourong went to get the Middle Grade Qi Condensing Pills, Fang Yun had already placed the corresponding Spirit Stones on the table.
For a Cultivator with Five Spirit Roots to break through from the peak of the Qi Refining Fifth Layer to the Qi Refining Sixth Layer, one Lower Grade and one Middle Grade Qi Condensing Pill were usually enough.
Fang Yun bought an extra Middle Grade Qi Condensing Pill, naturally, to be on the safe side.
"Here you go, Junior Brother. These are the two Middle Grade Qi Condensing Pills."
"Good."
"The next time we meet, you'll be at the Qi Refining Sixth Layer."
