Xu Wuwang crept toward his room like a thief.
Just before he could slip inside, a wave of Gu Qingxian’s hand beckoned him back. She looked at him with an expression of hesitation, struggling to find the words. After a moment, she lowered her voice and said, "Keep the matter of the Purple Qi of Dao Genesis to yourself. Do not tell even your junior brother and sister."
Gu Qingxian had pondered this carefully before deciding to speak up. Although a master should treat all disciples equally, the Purple Qi of Dao Genesis was simply too precious; it had nearly exhausted all the wealth she had accumulated over the years. Moreover, this was a finite resource—once used, it was gone, and there was no way she could acquire another, even at the same price. The great senior she had commissioned for this had only had that one portion in their possession. It was not the kind of thing money could buy. If not for the profound debt of gratitude that senior owed her from years ago, this item would never have ended up in her hands. It was far too rare.
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