A drop or two of stone marrow? Fourth-Grade Blood Tempering Pill?
Lu Xianghui was somewhat dry-mouthed. The value of these two items amounted to several thousand Qian Gold. And his total annual expenses were no more than five or six hundred Qian Gold! Without eating, drinking, or cultivating, it would take eight or nine years to afford them.
Of this five or six hundred Qian Gold, two hundred was a subsidy from the family, which had already strained its resources to provide it...
Before he could speak, Wang Liyao brushed her storage ring, and several bottles of elixir appeared before him: "Here is a Blood Tempering Pill, which should help you break through to Middle Grade D. There's no need for you to say more, Senior Brother Lu; the account will be noted, and you can repay after your successful cultivation."
"Yes, Miss." Lu Xianghui took a deep breath, regaining his composure and said, "I will certainly strive for you, Miss."
After Lu Xianghui left.
