As soon as Fang Ailing spoke, everyone assumed Xue Qitian would lose his temper, and Li Dai thought so too. After all, the Cultivation World had very strict hierarchies; a senior was a senior, and even if they had lent a helping hand, the proper respect was still mandatory. Yet here was Fang Ailing, not only demanding items proactively, but doing so in a tone that was so utterly entitled and high-and-mighty, carrying a commanding edge as if she were displeased by Xue Qitian's lack of tact. She had saved him, so he ought to hand over things to reward her of his own accord, rather than waiting for her to ask.
Xue Qitian heard the dissatisfaction and disdain in her words as well, but he was in a good mood today after recognizing his granddaughter, so naturally he would not truly argue with a young girl. He nodded, and aside from the cultivation manual he intended to give to Xue Mian, he good-naturedly emptied out all his worldly possessions. "Take a look! Take whatever you like!"
Xue Qitian's words made Gan Xirou extremely nervous. She cast her gaze toward the small mountain of items on the ground—pills, spirit herbs, array disks, magic tools, and everything else imaginable. The only thing missing was the Five Elements Chaos Formula. Seeing this, Gan Xirou let out a heavy sigh of relief, and with a look of schadenfreude, she glanced back at Fang Ailing.
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