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Upon seeing the enthusiasm of the cultivators below, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

That was good.

He Song had once been a cultivator of the Immortal Pavilion and naturally knew of their fervent reactions upon meeting a Foundation Establishment True Person.

The cultivators within the Immortal Pavilion were indeed extremely fervent towards Foundation Establishment True Persons.

Because to them, a Foundation Establishment True Person was an exalted being.

On regular occasions, when these Qi Refining stage cultivators saw a Foundation Establishment True Person, they would all be very excited.

If He Song had come here using his identity as a Golden Elixir Master, the news would probably spread around in an instant.

By then, the situation would no longer be as it was now.

Thinking of this, He Song couldn’t help but feel fortunate for the choice he had made earlier.

This scene continued until He Song and An Ning descended together into An Ning’s mansion, where they were finally cut off from the outside.

As the noise outside gradually faded from their ears and An Ning’s mansion isolated them completely from the outside world,

An Ning extended her hands in a gesture of invitation for He Song to take the seat of honor upon their landing.

Inside An Ning’s mansion, a banquet had already been arranged.

A number of cultivators who had reached the Qi-refining late stage respectfully waited in the distance, ready to serve at An Ning’s behest.

Seeing this scene,

He Song looked towards An Ning, but saw a flicker of embarrassment cross her face when she noticed He Song’s gazes towards these people.

“These individuals are subordinates I have taken under my wing within the Immortal Pavilion; I usually entrust them with various affairs,” she explained.

“Such as the trivial matters inside the Immortal Pavilion.”

“Or the various decorations set up for welcoming you, Sir.”

“And including this banquet, all were prepared by them.”

“This modest Immortal Pavilion is not rich in resources; I scoured everywhere to gather these items and I hope you, Sir, won’t disdain them,” she added.

Apparently feeling that her subordinates were somewhat shabby and not presentable,

An Ning covertly watched He Song’s expression as she introduced them.

Seeing that He Song did not mind, she finally breathed easier and dismissed them after the introduction.

Once everyone else had left and only He Song and An Ning remained inside the mansion, the atmosphere quickly became much more relaxed.

After a brief exchange of Greetings, the strangeness from years of not seeing each other quickly dissipated with the wind.

Because the two had remained in communication even after many years of no direct contact,

after a few exchanges of Greetings, they quickly became familiar with each other once again.

Once the feeling of unfamiliarity between them completely vanished,

An Ning opened up to extend an invitation to He Song.

“Sir, as I mentioned in the letter before, there is an abandoned Gold Sand Spirit Cave near Jinsha Immortal Lane. Do you remember?” she inquired.

“Previously, I explored it alone but, even with divine sense as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, I didn’t fully investigate the Gold Sand Spirit Cave,” she confessed.

“I just wandered inside the cave without going too deep before returning.”

“Nevertheless, when I went to explore alone, I still found this item,” she shared.

“Please take a look, Sir,” she offered.

Saying that, An Ning took a piece of spirit mine from her storage bag and gently placed it on the table in front of them.

It was a blemished piece of spirit mine dotted with fine gold spots.

Rich spirit Qi flowed within the spirit mine.

At a glance, He Song recognized this spirit mine as a perfect Foundation Establishment spirit mine, an excellent material for refining high-quality or even top-grade magical equipment.

However, He Song noted it was not the Golden Spirit Sand An Ning mentioned before; it rather resembled another type of spirit mine.

Yet, He Song couldn’t immediately recall where he’d seen such a mine before.

Frowning, He Song casually picked up the spirit mine in front of him.

As He Song picked up the spirit mine and applied a bit of pressure,

the large piece of spirit mine crumbled into golden grains that fell onto the table.

A look of realization flashed across He Song’s eyes.

The spirit mine was indeed the Golden Spirit Sand An Ning had mentioned.

Previously, the mass of Golden Spirit Sand stuck together led He Song to mistake it for one solid piece.

Now, with a heap of Golden Spirit Sand on the table, the actual appearance of the Golden Spirit Sand was directly before He Song.

“It’s Golden Spirit Sand alright, and it’s from deep within the vein, perfect for refining high-quality or even top-grade magical equipment,” he determined.

“These Golden Spirit Sands might not be particularly valuable, but for you, they could still be considered a significant opportunity,” he observed.

With a wave of his hand to sweep aside any impurities, He Song looked at the Golden Spirit Sand remaining on the table with a hint of approval in his eyes.

An Ning’s journey to explore the abandoned mine by herself and finding these Golden Spirit Sands signified that she was indeed fortunate.

This meant that An Ning would not quietly perish somewhere, and it seemed sufficient to deliver the long-standing message herself.

Thinking of this, He Song saw An Ning in a much softer light.

It seemed that An Ning’s path in cultivating immortality should be somewhat smoother in the future.

But he wondered.