Golden-Colored Divine Soul!

Ao Qian was suppressed for 20 thousand years. His Martial Dao foundation was already pretty much ruined.

For him to be able to barely maintain at Divine King Realm was already a miracle.

How could wanting to let him recover to his peak state be easy?

Ye Yuan saw through the hint of unwillingness in Ao Qian's heart and said with a smile, "Mystic grade medicinal pills are not what the average person can refine. With my present strength, refining 100 thousand-year-old spirit medicines are already the limit. When I break through to middle-stage Dao Profound Realm, I should roughly be able to refine 500 thousand-year-old spirit medicines."

The moment Ao Qian heard, he could not help being pleasantly surprised as he said, "Then … Then Ao Qian thanks Your Excellency very much!"