There were few things in the fourth spatial ring, one of which was the pitifully small pile of Fairy Jade accumulated by Sword Wuji.
Although there were only 50 pieces, Wang Xiangchi felt they were more important than tens of millions of Fairy Jade.
Furthermore, there was a transparent crystal roughly the size of a grinding disc, emitting an extremely pure aura of Immortal Spirit Qi.
Wang Xiangchi felt it couldn't be something simple, but he didn't know what this really was.
"I'll stop thinking about this for now and ask Mu Dai when she returns," Wang Xiangchi said as he pulled out the Jade Slip given to him by Xu Fan, and started reading word for word what Master had said to him.
He switched between reading Master's message and his father's. Shortly after, Wang Xiangchi found himself deeply touched once again.
Wang Xiangchi suddenly felt a pat on his shoulder.
"Why does my husband seem like a sheltered child, on the verge of tears all the time?"
