At Chen Lin's question, Bai Lingshan, who sat opposite him, suddenly spoke up.
"Immortal Master Lin, the Li Family may not have an alchemist, but Li Ziqing's older sister is the concubine of the Mount-Relying Sect's sole alchemist. I suspect he is the one who wants the pill formula."
"Three generations of our Bai Family have belonged to the Qingyun Sect, so the Mount-Relying Sect doesn't dare go too far for fear of provoking a dispute between the two sects. Instead, they've had the Li Family resort to these vile tactics to make us hand over the pill formula ourselves."
Chen Lin nodded.
No matter how small a sect was, it needed an alchemist to establish itself. Otherwise, what would its disciples rely on to cultivate?
"So you offered the pill formula to the Qingyun Sect's alchemist? That's a good solution. Sacrificing wealth to avert disaster-very wise."
No matter how fine a treasure was, once someone coveted it and its owner lacked the strength to protect it, the best solution was to offer it up.
Otherwise, they would lose not only the treasure, but their life as well.
At that moment, Bai Yunyue, who was driving the carriage, suddenly spoke with a hint of embarrassment. "To tell you the truth, Daoist Lin, our Qingyun Sect's alchemist was my grandfather, but he has already passed away. Our sect now has to purchase all its pills from the Zhao Family Firm."
"In fact, the so-called God-Nourishing Pill formula is merely an ancient formula with little value. My grandfather obtained it by chance while he was alive. Because he once succeeded in refining the pill, everyone assumed he had successfully improved the ancient formula."
"But my grandfather never actually succeeded in improving it. That successful batch was pure chance. He also passed away