Mu Lingjiu handed over the half-moon terminalia.
"Master, this is the Terminalia chebula you need."
The Immortal Picking Saint took the half-moon terminalia chebula and put it in the space bag aside.
"You did a great job, and this is a reward."
The Immortal Picking Saint gave Mu Lingjiu a ninth-grade Great Rejuvenation Pill.
Mu Lingjiu immediately bowed and thanked him, "Thank you, Master."
"I heard you went to your senior brother to buy this thing. I guess you really need it." The Immortal Picking Saint coughed as he spoke. "Girl, if you need this thing, just tell me directly. Why go to your senior brother? He always treasures his own elixirs."
Mu Lingjiu lowered his eyes, "It's my disciple who is ignorant."
"I don't mean to blame you." The Immortal Picking Saint said, "Lu Zhibai has spent a lot of money on my illness these days and hasn't produced many pills."
Mu Lingjiu felt even more guilty. She really shouldn't have always asked Lu Zhibai for pills, which added to his burden.
"Disciple understands."
The Immortal Picking Saint didn't say much, his eyes fell on the black cat in Mu Lingjiu's arms.
"This is?"
"This is a cat I picked up." Mu Lingjiu replied.
The Immortal Picking Sage nodded slowly, "The cat is injured."
"Yes." Mu Lingjiu replied.
Seeing that Mu Lingjiu had no intention of saying more, the Immortal Picking Saint did not ask any more questions. He just said, "If there is nothing else, you can go down first."
Mu Lingjiu cupped his hands and said, "Yes, Master."
She patted the black cat's head and walked down the palace.
The black cat rubbed Mu Lingjiu's palm and thought, "This old man looks so weird."
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