This was a tranquil land where essentially no cultivators would ever come. The blue-green bamboo forest had some small wooden rooms for the random workers to live in.
A cool breeze blew by, gently swaying the bamboo trees. Green leaves rustled in the fresh air.
Li Xiaoman's white clothes also moved in the breeze. She seemed beyond mortality, her hair thick and black, her skin like jade, her eyes like water as they fixed on Ye Fan. "You are just a mortal. A Source has no use in your hands."
"Although I'm just a mortal, I also know this thing's value. All of you cultivators consider it to be so precious, so how could it be useless to me?" Ye Fan weighed that Source in his hand, gently laughing, "There's a large amount of Life Qi stored within it. Although I'm just a mortal, it can at least increase my lifespan."
"You…a mortal using it to increase lifespan is a complete waste!" The young men and women were all displeased.
