After Old Daoist Fuling left, Feng Xiao took the Xuan Fire Jade Essence and pressed it with his fingers, probing it with spiritual aura. Then he smiled and said, "Qin lad, you've got good luck. There is a Chalcedony in this jade essence."
"Really?" Joy appeared on Qin Xi's face.
Feng Xiao pressed his fingers, and a crack appeared in the Xuan Fire Jade Essence; some jade liquid as clear as water flowed out immediately. When the jade liquid met the air, it immediately condensed into a transparent crystal.
After the jade liquid was all gone, Feng Xiao threw the crystal in his palm to Qin Xi. "As my wife promised, the Chalcedony is yours." With such a pure color, this Chalcedony was definitely over a thousand years old.
Qin Xi took it and saluted him cheerfully. "Thank you very much, three seniors. I'll keep your kindness deep in mind."
Ding Luan laughed. "Since you don't want to be my son-in-law, what are you keeping our kindness in mind for?"