Ye Chen had seen the greed on the Black Bear Spirit's face from far away. The Black Bear Spirit must have learned that the Abbot of Guanyin Temple was dead, and was eager to get his hands on the Golden Pill.
After all, even if the Golden Pill really had fallen from Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace, it would probably only help an ordinary person live longer. But for a demon like the Black Bear Spirit, it was of extraordinary significance.
The Black Bear Spirit had cultivated for many years and had already reached a bottleneck. He desperately needed some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to help him through this stage. Now that a Golden Pill had practically been delivered to his door, he was bound to be overjoyed.
What was more, the Black Bear Spirit was sure that the old Abbot of Guanyin Temple had died there. Otherwise, the old Abbot would have come to him for help long ago. That meant the Golden Pill was now ownerless.
If he could claim the Golden Pill, the Black Bear Spirit believed it was only a matter of time before he became an immortal.
"In that case... very well. This Golden Pill is no ordinary object. If I keep carrying it around, I fear some villain may target me one day. So I'd best leave it in your care for the time being, General."
After speaking, the gray-robed monk held out his hand. A Golden Pill appeared in his palm, and the Black Bear Spirit's eyes went wide at the sight of it. The aura emanating from the pill made him feel that a breakthrough might be within reach.
Despite his greed, the Black Bear Spirit wasn't blinded by the Golden Pill. He suddenly looked up at the gray-robed monk.
"When you