Chapter 37
Qi Ping looked at the excited Lin Chaoyang before him and couldn’t help but feel both amused and exasperated.
Given Qi Ping’s current situation, his High-Speed Razorwing Bee swarm—whose combat power rivaled that of late-stage Qi Refining cultivators—would be fully bred in just over a month.
At the same time, he could accelerate the growth of spirit herbs in that mysterious plot of land, and the Blood Ginseng had already reached a stage where it could reproduce on its own.
Qi Ping estimated that he wouldn’t have to worry about herb supplies until at least the sixth level of Qi Refining. Once new century-old Blood Ginseng appeared, he could even consider breeding new types of bees.
With conditions like these, Qi Ping would have to be out of his mind to risk entering some unreliable secret realm in search of opportunities.
Still, Qi Ping knew Lin Chaoyang meant well—otherwise, why would he come looking for a “first-level Qi Refining” cultivator like him?
Most people wouldn’t willingly drag around deadweight. Only a naive rich kid like Lin Chaoyang would do something like this.
When Qi Ping first met Lin Chaoyang, he’d assumed the guy was putting on an act. But as time passed, he realized that was just how Lin Chaoyang was—unchanging, year after year.
After careful consideration, Qi Ping decided to first gather some information about the secret realm.