"It is not a problem with the medicinal ingredients. Although the materials needed to refine this pill are indeed extremely rare treasures of heaven and earth, our sect has been passed down for ten thousand years, so we do have some reserves. The troublesome part, however, is that this pill is exceedingly difficult to refine. I will not hide it from the young master—though Azure Cloud Mountain has specially trained several disciples skilled in alchemy, not one of them has any confidence in succeeding." When Ouyang Qinxin said this, a trace of gloom appeared on her face.
"Then what does the fairy mean..." Lin Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, though he already understood in his heart.
"We hope the young master will lend his hand."
"This..." Lin Xuan hesitated briefly, a somewhat troubled look appearing on his face. "I fear I must disappoint you, fairy. It is not that I am making excuses, but my cultivation is truly shallow. Since this pill is so difficult to refine, I would have even less confidence."
"Young master is too modest. Fellow Daoist is the esteemed disciple of Perfected Master Tongyu and the Young Master of Spirit Herb Mountain; your alchemy must naturally have reached the realm of gods and transformation. If you can save Martial Uncle Taixu, everyone in our sect, from top to bottom, will naturally be deeply grateful." Ouyang Qinxin rose from her seat and bowed gracefully, her face filled with hope.
Lin Xuan sank into thought without speaking. He had always been one who would not rise early without profit. If Ouyang Qinxin herself had suffered serious injuries and needed this pill, he would certainly help without the slightest hesitation.
But if it was that old monster Taixu instead... Hmph. Did they think a single line about everyone in Azure