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Three years passed quickly, and at Qinghu Marketplace, there was a tranquil courtyard with green tiles.
Shen Long, Ice Silkworm True Person, Mu Yan, Chen Han, and two golden-robed men with similar facial features sat in a green stone pavilion, leisurely chatting and tasting tea.
"Taoist Friend Shen, I must thank you."
A broad-shouldered golden-robed man expressed his gratitude, holding a green porcelain bottle in his hand.
"For someone so young, Taoist Friend Shen has refined top-quality Elixirs. It will be no surprise if you can refine supreme-quality Elixirs sooner rather than later."
A tall and thin yellow-robed man politely commented.
"Taoist Friend Wei is being too kind. It was but a little effort on my part. Should there be any high-grade poison scorpions' inner cores, please consider me first."
Shen Long said with a smile.