"Oh?"
Interest instantly showed on Lin Xuan's face. After thirty years in hiding, he already knew everything about the Cloud Hidden Sect like the back of his hand.
Compared with the sects and clans he had encountered in the past, this sect was indeed powerful to an extreme, but that was nothing strange. The Nailong Realm and the East Sea were simply not on the same level.
Golden Core Peak had declined now, but that referred to its Dongxuan-level cultivators, where the old had withered before the young could grow. The miscellaneous arts this branch dabbled in, along with its alchemy, had not been affected in the slightest because of that.
The entire Cloud Hidden Sect's supply of pills had always been handled by this branch.
Of course, pill refining was not that easy.
And the more precious the pill, the harder it was to produce. Take pills that increased a Lihe Realm cultivator's magic power, for example—the success rate was less than one in ten. For the Dongxuan Realm, it was even more outrageous; vast amounts of heavenly treasures were simply wasted for nothing.
Waste pills were useless things, yet they were, after all, treasures made at the cost of so many precious materials. To throw them away just like that was something no one could bear to do, so a special warehouse had been built to store them.
This situation was rather similar to Floating Cloud Valley in the past. However, in terms of the types and quantities of waste pills, the two could not be mentioned in the same breath at all.
Waste pills, in others' eyes, were things useless to eat yet a pity to discard. To Lin Xuan, however, they were naturally different. With his personality, there was no reason to enter Treasure Mountain and