Since Zhu Ju became an Inner Sect disciple, Ning Ruxue's status as his "agent" had also risen accordingly.
The frequent transactions she handled allowed her to earn a tidy profit, making her life more and more comfortable.
In just a few short months, she had become radiant.
"Yellow Millet?"
Ning Ruxue thought for a moment before nodding.
"I've heard people mention it. Some disciples from the Celestial Sword and Flying Phoenix lineages specialize in growing it for the Dao Foundation Elders to consume."
"Oh!" Zhu Ju's eyes lit up.
"Can we get our hands on some?"
"Well..." Ning Ruxue looked troubled.
"Senior Brother, that stuff is reserved for the Dao Foundation Elders. Unless one of them grants it to us, how could we dare get involved?"
"Even the senior brothers who grow the Yellow Millet probably wouldn't dare to hoard any for themselves."
