"Is this Senior Brother Lin?"
A cultivator with sharp ears and simian cheeks emerged from the building ahead, his face full of ingratiating smiles. One had to understand that those assigned to manage the Waste Pill Room were all fellows with no bright future. Take him, for instance—ever since he had succeeded in Foundation Establishment, a full thirty years had passed without the slightest improvement in his magic power.
In other words, his path of immortal cultivation had more or less ended here, so naturally, he was not treated with much regard within the sect.
Today, when he heard that a rather prestigious senior brother of the sect was also coming here to work, he had thought it was a joke.
He had not expected it to be true, and so he came scampering out to welcome him. Though he did not know what this Senior Brother Lin was thinking, being able to befriend such a promising figure could only benefit him.
"Senior Brother, this Junior Brother Li has worked in the Waste Pill Room for over ten years. If there is anything you are unclear about, just ask him."
"Mm, I understand. Junior Sister, you still need to cultivate and meditate. If there is nothing else, this foolish elder brother won't keep you." Though Lin Xuan spoke tactfully, it was clearly already an order to see his guest out.
A trace of displeasure flashed across Su Ru's face. She bit her lip, but in the end she said no more. "Since that is the case, then this little sister will come visit Senior Brother another day."
After saying this, she gave a graceful curtsy, transformed into a streak of Startling Rainbow, and flew toward the foot of the mountain.
Lin Xuan sighed, then, accompanied by that sharp-eared, simian-cheeked cultivator,