At the peak of Medicine Mountain, clouds and mist curled about, while a strange pill aroma spread across the land. Breathing it in gave one a sense of utter refreshment, as though standing in an immortal realm.
At Medicine Mountain's summit, vast quantities of medicinal ingredients were piled up like an ocean. Above this sea of herbs floated an enormous square out of thin air. At its four corners stood four gigantic medicine cauldrons, each wafting pill aroma as columns of smoke shot into the heavens.
By now, quite a few figures had gathered across the floating square. Animated conversations rang out continuously, making the place exceptionally lively.
Of the four directions, the northern side drew the most attention. Rows of Stone Chairs stood there, while beautiful Attendants flitted between them like butterflies, their nimble hands continuously filling the jade cups on the Stone Tables with fine wine.
At the center of the highest row of Stone Chairs, Yao Dan rested against an armrest with his eyes closed. Faint worry lingered between his brows.
Just then, a loud shout resounded across the entire venue.
"Ancient Dragon Tribe, Lord Zhu Wen and Little Friend Zhu Kong have arrived!"
"Pill Alliance, Alliance Leader Chen Guan has arrived!"
In truth, Chen Guan had never served as the Pill Alliance's leader for even a single day. However, anyone who knew a little of the inside story understood that he was the one who determined the Pill Alliance's course.
Following behind Elder Wanhuo, Chen Guan and the other two paused in mid-air. With every step they took, ripples spread through the sky, and space seemed to solidify into a curtain of water.
The moment the three arrived, waves of discussion broke out across the square.
"Chen Guan and the Ancient Dragon Tribe experts have come