Urban Peerless Expert

Is the Divine Descent Potion guaranteed to be in hand?

Is it just an empty promise or a real commitment?

Lin Chenxin was puzzled but didn’t ask much.

As he expressed, saving people is merely completing a task, fulfilling a job, not for a reward.

Of course, he wants the Divine Descent Potion, but he isn’t willing to sell himself or sacrifice everything for it.

Lin Chen said with a laugh: "No need to rush, we all just reached level 8 not long ago; it’ll take some time to reach the peak of level 8. And our family needs more than just one Divine Descent Potion."

Overcoming the initial shock of the encounter, Lin Chen quickly regained his composure and returned to his usual calm demeanor.

Xue Lingtian didn’t say much about the Divine Descent Potion but began chatting about other topics.

The meal ended in a pleasant atmosphere.

After eating, everyone talked about Xue Wenrui’s cultivation teaching issues.

Lin Chen said with a laugh: "Cultivation relies more on oneself; outsiders can’t help much. Ruirui still has to attend school, leaving little time, so let’s do teaching on weekends. Practice on your own when you have time during weekdays, and feel free to call me if you have any questions."

"Ruirui’s status is sensitive, so avoid running around; I’ll come for teaching. Anyway, the distance to me is just a blink of an eye."

A master leads you to the door; cultivation is personal.

Cultivation, while emphasizing resources, companions, methods, and location, ultimately still depends on oneself.

The cultivation path is long; Xue Wenrui isn’t cultivating to become powerful but to extend his lifespan and for self-preservation, so there’s no need to rush.

"Alright, following Mr. Lin’s arrangement."

Fang Min glanced over her shoulder, and the housekeeper handed a briefcase to Fang Min.

Fang Min smiled and said: "Mr. Lin, we’ll rely on you for Ruirui from now on. This is a small token of my appreciation; please accept it."

Lin Chen stared at the box: "What’s inside?"

Fang Min explained: "Mr. Lin and everyone have now advanced to level 8 martial artists; I imagine you’ll need some auxiliary potions. The box contains the latest ETN-7 Potion; injecting one each month can significantly enhance cultivation efficiency."

"There are thirty in here, enough for everyone to use for about half a year. It’s not that I’m unwilling to give more, but if these potions aren’t specially preserved, their activity diminishes over time, reducing effectiveness."

"Once Mr. Lin and everyone finish using them, I’ll keep providing until you reach the peak of level 8."

"I know Mr. Lin has two wives currently on Planet 49; I’ll arrange for someone to deliver the potions to them."

Lin Chen said with a laugh: "This gift is too generous; we feel we’re undeserving."

Fang Min smiled: "You saved Ruirui, which is a great kindness. No amount of potions can repay that, and now you’re also Ruirui’s master, teaching her cultivation; this grants her a long life, a monumental kindness."

"Teaching Ruirui is a long-term process, possibly bringing lots of trouble to everyone. These potions are just a small token, a little gratitude. Mr. Lin, please don’t be polite with me, or I’d be embarrassed to ask you to teach Ruirui."

Lin Chen straightforwardly accepted the box, saying with a laugh: "Alright, I’ll take it."

He’s been on Emperor Star for some time now and is naturally quite familiar with auxiliary potions for level 8 martial artists.

Cultivation requires various natural treasures as aids, while martial cultivation needs different potions. The speed with potion assistance and without is worlds apart.

There are many auxiliary potions on the market, with varying effects. The ETN series has always been the peak among official level 8 auxiliary potions.

ETN potions are government-regulated, with few circulating on the market, and those versions are often outdated. The latest version known is generation 6, or ETN-6, but Fang Min provided ETN-7, evidently the newest generation.

Such a potion would be highly sought after outside, yet Fang Min provided a whole box, totaling thirty.

She not only considered today’s present people but even thought of Chu Jiaxue and Lan Shuiying far away on Planet 49; one must admit, she indeed has a good heart.

Lin Chen put the medicine box into the spatial ring and bid farewell to Fang Min and Xue Lingtian, then he noticed something strange.

Xue Lingtian’s positioning.

He didn’t stand beside Fang Min but at another side, between Fang Min and himself, speaking sideways to both Fang Min and him.

This positioning was quite subtle.

As the master, shouldn’t Xue Lingtian stand next to Fang Min to see off guests?

Yet his position made him seem like a guest too.

Moreover, during the entire banquet, the interactions between Xue Lingtian, Fang Min, and Xue Wenrui were quite subtle.

Clearly a family, yet there seemed to be a subtle distance between them.

"No need to see us off; we’ll just return directly."

Declining Fang Min’s enthusiastic send-off, everyone disappeared from the spot.

Watching the departing people, Xue Lingtian’s eyes flashed, thoughtfully saying: "Being able to just disappear like this using Starry Leap is truly handy..."

Fang Min withheld her warm smile, her gaze falling on Xue Lingtian: "Would you like to sit for a bit longer?"

Xue Lingtian glanced at the calmly-faced Xue Wenrui beside him, showing a bit of embarrassment, coughing dryly: "It’s getting late; I won’t sit anymore."

Fang Min replied calmly with an "Okay, thank you for today."

Xue Lingtian’s embarrassment increased: "How can you call it trouble? Ruirui’s incident was also my fault..."

Fang Min interrupted Xue Lingtian: "This isn’t on you; Ruirui’s mishap was a blessing in disguise. Being able to embark on the cultivation path is indeed a good outcome."

Pausing, Fang Min stared into Xue Lingtian’s eyes: "The Divine Descent Potion..."

Xue Lingtian showed a difficult expression: "I can promise, but you saw; he doesn’t want just one. He wants one for each family member, and he has quite a few."

"Although I’m the Star Core Leader, the Divine War Department has its own management rules..."

"Alright, no need to say more."

Fang Min’s gaze turned cold: "It’s getting late; you should go back. Ruirui, say goodbye."

Xue Wenrui calmly waved at Xue Lingtian but didn’t speak.

Xue Lingtian showed a bit more bitterness, nodding: "I’ll come by next time."

Fang Min kept silent.

Xue Lingtian forced a smile at Xue Wenrui, then turned to leave.

Although his back was imposing, at this moment, it carried a bit of loneliness.

Fang Min watched Xue Lingtian’s back with complicated feelings.

Once Xue Lingtian was in the car, it left the manor and disappeared, Fang Min took a deep breath, turned to look at Xue Wenrui, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

"Ruirui, today you apprenticed; from now on, you can cultivate. Are you happy?"

Xue Wenrui blinked, her eyes brightened a bit.

"Happy."