In the bright room, there was a practical table made of nanmu wood, and a few chairs were made of the same wood.
These pieces of furniture were the most common goods, and even the style was the most popular batch twenty years ago. As one of the Three Great Aristocratic Families in Taicang County, Elder He Wude was considered the most thrifty old man. Even the children in his family were not tainted with the aura of wealth and luxury.
Perhaps this was the real reason why there were no prodigal sons in the He family's third generation.
He Yiming was sitting on the other side of the table. With his current status in the manor, he had a corresponding seat even in such an occasion.
"Yiming, you should have guessed why we called you here, right?" He Wude said with a smile. Every time he saw his most outstanding grandson, he could not help but feel happy from the bottom of his heart.
He Yiming nodded slightly and said, "Grandfather, I know you called me here because of your closed-door cultivation. But I can't figure out why you all have to be so nervous and make people suspicious. "
He Wude sighed and said, "I don't want to be like this either, but this matter is too important to the He family, so we'd rather be nervous than make any mistakes."
He Yiming looked at his eldest uncle and He Laibao, then suddenly asked, "Did you succeed?"
"That's right." He Wude seemed to straighten his body in the chair, and there was an indescribable pride in his voice. "We did succeed."
"Grandfather, you still haven't told me what you're doing," He Yiming said with slight dissatisfaction.
He Wude laughed out loud, then suddenly blinked and asked, "Why don't you take a guess?"
He Yiming was stunned. It was his first time seeing his steady grandfather act like this. Even when his grandfather found out that his inner force cultivation had advanced to the ninth level, he did not show such a childish expression. It could be seen that the old man was in a good mood, and it was definitely a rare occurrence in ten years.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Suddenly, He Yiming's heart skipped a beat. "Is it related to the golden-crowned python?"
The smiles on the faces of He Wude and the other two elders froze at the same time. They looked at each other and laughed bitterly.
He Quan said: "Yiming, how did you guess?"
He Yiming spread his hands and said, "The biggest thing that happened to our He Clan in the past year was the hunt for the golden-crowned python in the mountains. You guys are so secretive about it. Other than that, I really can't think of any other possibility."
He Wude sighed and said, "Not only is Yiming's talent outstanding, but he is also incomparably intelligent. For our He Clan to be able to obtain this qilin, it is indeed the will of heaven."
He Quanxin and He Laibao nodded in succession. Before today, He Yiming didn't know what they were doing. However, now that he had said it out loud, it wasn't an exaggeration to say that they were exceptionally intelligent.
He Yiming chuckled and said, "Grandfather, what exactly is the matter? Just say it."
"Alright, Yiming, after we hunted the golden-crowned python this time, we obtained a Neidan. After half a year of collecting, we finally found the rest of the supplementary herbs and started to refine pills. In the end, we were lucky enough to succeed and obtained three golden pills," He Wude said with a serious expression.
"Golden pills?" He Yiming asked with a strange expression.
It was indeed his first time encountering such a thing. There was actually a Neidan in a spirit beast's body. Moreover, they had to collect herbs to refine golden pills. He had never heard of such a thing.
"That's right, golden pills," He Wude said slowly. He Wude said slowly, "Back then, I stayed in the alchemy room for twenty years. I was a furnace boy for twenty years and refined many Golden Pills. After decades, I returned to my old profession and didn't fall behind in my skills. That's not bad. "
He humbly said that it was not bad, but the old man's beaming expression and smug smile revealed his current mood.
He Yiming's gaze swept across the three elders. He saw that not only was the old man very happy, but even his uncle and He Laibao were the same. He pondered for a moment and asked, "Grandfather, can the golden pill increase one's inner strength cultivation?"
He Wude was stunned again, but then he smiled and said, "Little guy, you're really smart. Not only can the golden pill increase one's inner strength cultivation, but when consumed, it can also help one cross the limit barrier."
He Yiming's eyes suddenly lit up. Although it was not difficult for him to cross the limit barrier, it was about as difficult as eating a meal for an ordinary person. However, the golden pill's effect was too great for others. Moreover, it was incomparably important for a family.
After He Wude finished speaking, he took out three small jade bottles and carefully placed them on the table.
He Yiming could clearly sense that He Quanxin and He Laibao's eyes were burning with passion. This item was definitely a rare treasure for cultivators.
"Yiming, I've already thought about it. You, Quanxin, and Laibao can each take one of these three golden pills," He Wude said in a low voice.
He Yiming hesitated for a moment and said, "Grandfather, your inner strength is already at the peak of Level 10, right?"
He Wude nodded slightly and said, "That's right."
"Then I'll give this golden pill to you, Grandfather." He Yiming laughed heartily and said, "Grandfather, I hope you can enter the Connate Realm soon and let our He Family Village be the best in Taicang County."
In the past, He Yiming only knew that the highest level of inner strength cultivation was the peak of Level 10. However, he gradually understood that there was still the Connate Realm above Level 10. There were even higher levels above the Connate Realm that he could not even imagine. If his grandfather took this golden pill, he might be able to reach a higher level.
Unexpectedly, He Wude let out a long sigh and said helplessly, "Yiming, I appreciate your good intentions. However, this Golden Elixir is of no use to me."
He Yiming was slightly stunned and asked, "Why?"
"The Golden-Crowned Python is indeed a spiritual beast. However, it is the weakest of the mid-level spiritual beasts. The golden pill refined from the Golden-Crowned Python Neidan as the main ingredient is only useful for cultivators below the Connate Realm. For cultivators at the peak of Level 10, if they want to reach a higher level, this level of golden pill will not be able to help them."
He Yiming looked at the three jade bottles on the table in shock. Although this item was good, it would be a complete waste if it was in his hands.
"Yiming, you've already reached Stage Nine Internal Force. Take the Golden Elixir and store it well. When you reach the peak of Stage Nine and reach your limit, you can consume the Golden Elixir to break through the barrier. Your chances of success will be much higher," He Wude advised.
He Yiming hesitated for a long time before he finally took the jade bottle in his hand. However, he had already made up his mind to leave this thing to his elder brother.
"Quan Xin, Laibao, take it too."
"Yes." He Quan Xin replied and took a bottle. His inner strength had reached the peak of Level 9 a long time ago. However, in the past ten years, he had not been able to advance any further. Getting the golden pill today might be his last chance in life. How could he not cherish it?
He Laibao's gaze lingered on the jade bottles for a long time. Suddenly, he sighed and said, "Old Master, I don't want my share."
He Wude's expression changed and said, "Laibao, what nonsense are you talking about?"
He Laibao still shook his head and said, "Old Master, how old are you this year?"
He Wude was startled and said subconsciously, "Eighty-three."
People who practiced martial arts got married and had children much later than ordinary people. This was even more so for people who had reached He Wude's level of cultivation.
He Laibao sighed and said, "Old Master, in the blink of an eye, you're already eighty-three. I've been with you since I was young, so I'm already eighty."
He Wude's tone softened as he sighed and said, "That's right. We're all old."
He Laibao raised his head and said, "Yes, we're all old. You're already at the peak of Level 10. If you can break through the limit and enter the Innate Stage, your lifespan can be extended by a few decades. However, I won't have that hope in my lifetime. Even if I take the golden pill and live a few more years, it's just a waste. Rather than that, why don't we leave the golden pill for one day? He'll need it. "
A hint of hesitation flashed across He Wude's face. He naturally knew that his old friend who had grown up with him was right.
Even if He Laibao took the golden pill and became a Level 10 expert, a Postliminary Stage expert usually only had a lifespan of a hundred years. Twenty years was naturally not as useful as leaving the golden pill for He Yitian.
However, he had lived with He Laibao for a few decades. They were master and servant in name, but they were actually brothers. He had contributed greatly to the establishment of the He Family Manor. If he took back the golden pill, he wouldn't be able to get past himself.
He Quanxin's face turned slightly red. He put the jade bottle back and said, "Uncle Bao, I'll leave this for Tian 'er. If you can enter the Level 10, there will be some benefits."
He Laibao laughed and said, "Old Master, you're joking. If Old Master can't enter the Innate Stage successfully and leaves with me, then the He Family Manor will have to rely on you. At the very least, before Old Master and I leave, you have to enter the Level 10. "
Although his words weren't very auspicious, it wasn't a taboo for someone of his age to say it.
He Quanxin turned to look at Yiming and said, "Uncle Bao, our family still has Yiming."
He Laibao still shook his head and said, "Old Master, Yiming is different from us. He isn't someone the He Family of Taicang can fight."
He Yiming was sweating in his heart. He hurriedly said, "Old Master Bao, Uncle, don't fight." He put the pill in his hand on the table and said, "I'll leave this pill for Big Brother."
"Nonsense."
Three different voices sounded at the same time.
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