"Fourth sister, I will definitely find you a good spiritual root. Our family will be together in harmony, and in the future we will ascend together to the Immortal Realm to see the world."

"good!"

Fang Wantang turned to the side, placed one hand on Fang Ruotang's body, gently patted her back, and listened to her muttering.

Although she didn't say much, her eyes were full of gentle smiles, clearly showing how much she loved her younger sister and how caring and affectionate she was towards her.

After resting for a few days, Fang Ruotang went out. In addition to her six regular family members, she was accompanied by two strong and powerful thugs and a medical worker.

Fang Ruotang had thought it through. The spiritual roots that ended up in her hands were destined to be impure. She dared not claim to be a good person, but she was not a selfish bad person either. She could not bring herself to harm the innocent. If that was the case, then she might as well give the Spirit Tempering Pills to her older sisters.

Although it may take several years or even decades to gather all the rare and precious materials needed for the Spirit Refining Pill, it doesn't matter. We can collect them slowly and eventually gather them all.

Besides, they all have long lifespans now, so they have plenty of time.

"Has the Dust Flower really appeared in Luoyan City?" Du Zhong found it hard to believe.

"Yes! In the hands of...someone rather special."

"Hmm? A very powerful cultivator? More powerful than me? Impossible, right?" Ancestor Yan Yun raised his head and puffed out his chest, exuding the aura of the number one person in the world.

"No, it's in the hands of a furnace cauldron, and... he's declared that whoever marries him will be presented with a dust flower. By the way, he's a male cultivator."

Old Ancestor Yan Yun subconsciously replied, "If none of us can marry her, then you should!"

Then, six pairs of eyes stared at him with deathly intensity.