"Uncle Chen is indeed a true genius."
Xue Ting had also witnessed the demeanor of Lan Lingping during her cultivation. But compared to Chen Mobai, both the amount of spiritual energy and the momentum fell short.
She couldn't help but sigh internally when she realized that Chen Mobai was still merely a young man in his thirties, while Lan Lingping was already over a hundred years old.
"It's also a coincidence. Just before your departure, you can bid farewell to the master."
Xue Ting had been studying here at Xiao Nanshan for more than half a year, and she had completed a full cycle of fire spirit rice cultivation with Zhuo Ming.
The harvested fire spirit rice was to be sold to the Snow-blowing Palace. It was just in time to be delivered when Xue Ting left.
