The child, known as Ray Saint, chuckled and waved his hand. "Just so minor floods, hardly worth ntioning."
Leng Ye’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Hardly worth ntioning?
If it wasn’t worth ntioning, would he have personally made a trip to Dragon City?
However, each Spirit Saint Level had their own jurisdiction, and he was uninterested in ddling in others’ affairs. Still, it was clear the other party wouldn’t have sought him out without reason. "Sothing on your mind?" Leng Ye asked.
The child nodded. "Indeed, there’s a small matter I’d like to ask for Ghost Saint’s help with."
Leng Ye remained silent, gesturing for the other party to continue.
"I’ve heard that Su Ping the Breeder from Jianghai Forest Province has so connection with you, Ghost Saint?"
Looking for Su Ping?
Leng Ye was startled.
That kid already had unclear ties with Sang Sheng, and now another one has shown up?
He nodded. "That’s right. And Su Ping is currently in Beiyuan."
"That’s great! I wonder if Ghost Saint could do a favor? The Heart of Dreams from Pingyun is available in far too limited quantities! Since you’re acquainted with that young fellow, could you possibly get him to produce and sell another unit to ?"
"????"
Leng Ye looked skeptically at the individual before him.
Pingyun? Heart of Dreams?
What are those?
Evidently, Leng Ye had no interest in this topic, and even less in Su Ping’s family’s small enterprise.
Seeing Leng Ye’s confusion, Ray Saint smiled and explained, "It’s a virtual ga created by a company Su Ping founded that helps with ditation. You can imrse yourself in it and play. Ghost Saint, you should know I’ve always been very interested in such things.
"But this thing is just too scarce. I’ve offered a high price but still haven’t managed to get another one. Sigh... if only I’d known earlier, I wouldn’t have deleted my account..."
A ga?
Leng Ye was sowhat speechless. All this for that?
But it seed plausible. This Ray Saint had only recently been promoted, a newly minted Spirit Saint Level. Moreover, he had a peculiar temperant. Rumor had it that a mysterious illness in his childhood had kept his physical form perpetually childlike. His only other interest was playing online gas.
"With your status, why not just speak directly to the person in charge at that company? Su Ping probably doesn’t manage it day-to-day, right?"
The child looked indignant. "What kind of person do you take for, Ghost Saint? Am I soone who throws their weight around to extort favors?"
You’re not? Then why are you asking to pull strings? And for such a trivial matter at that?
Leng Ye eyed him skeptically. He had a feeling this matter wasn’t as simple as it seed.
But clearly, Leng Ye had little interest in this Ray Saint’s affairs. If not for the petitioner’s status, he wouldn’t have even bothered to listen to such a triviality. He nodded perfunctorily and said, "Alright, I’ll ntion it to Su Ping when I get back. I’ll have him give you a call then."
"In that case, many thanks, Ghost Saint!"
Watching the child-like Ray Saint practically giddy with excitent, Leng Ye shook his head, speechless.
Damn it! How on earth had a guy like this reached Spirit Saint Level!
But it was clear Leng Ye truly didn’t pay it any mind.
After leaving Dragon City and boarding the Sky-splitter, he headed straight back to Beihai City.
「anwhile, the horizon was already revealing a pale sliver of dawn.」
Normally, the round trip wasn’t considered very long. With the Sky-splitter’s speed, less than two or three hours back and forth would have been sufficient.
Although Leng Ye had indeed lingered in Dragon City for so ti, the majority of the night had actually been spent on the journey. The reason was simple: after loaning Xing Chen to Su Ping, the Sky-splitter was being operated by its chanical intelligence, making it sowhat slower.
But that suited him fine.
The Sky-splitter halted above Northern Cold, and Leng Ye descended from the sky.
"Kid, co out. I have sothing to tell you..."
The door opened, yet the room was empty.
Then, Leng Ye saw a young master of the Rong Family, his face a mask of helplessness and astonishnt. "Ghost Saint," he stamred, "my cousin left for Heavenly Mountain before dawn."
Gone to Heavenly Mountain again?
Leng Ye glanced skeptically around the room.
With Xing Chen accompanying him, he had nothing to worry about, but why did the little rascal keep running off there for no reason?
Leng Ye didn’t understand. He shook his head; it didn’t matter much to him anyway.
That particular figure hadn’t allowed Su Ping to stay with the Beiyuan Legion, to prevent gossip—a father and son serving as an instructor and a Breeder respectively could indeed lead people to speculate. It wouldn’t be too late to discuss the cultivation thods with him when he returned.
Thinking this, Leng Ye nodded and dismissed it, completely pushing Ray Saint’s trivial request to the back of his mind.
At this mont, Su Ping had no idea that his Feifei, which had originally been created to perfect the ditation thod, had caught the attention of a Spirit Saint Level being.
But currently, Su Ping really had no interest in mulling over such matters.
The cultivation for Heart of Dreams and Feifei had not yet begun, and Xiao Qing’s situation was far more pressing.
His ti was exceedingly precious.
If possible, Su Ping didn’t want to waste a single day.
So, before dawn, Su Ping, accompanied by Xing Chen, set out from the Rong Family residence once again for Heavenly Mountain.
But this ti, it was just the two of them.
It wasn’t that Rong Mang didn’t want to co; Su Ping had refused.
Because it was, indeed, torturous for Rong Mang.
For Rong Mang, who was oblivious to the truth, the experience was incredibly dull and boring. Besides, having so many people around had significantly slowed Su Ping’s pace.
Now, with Xing Chen leading the way, their speed through the forest was many tis faster than before.
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