"Please sit, Fellow Daoist Chen."
After the Ye Lineage Ancestor left, the white-haired elder glanced at Chen Lin and gestured with a smile.
Chen Lin hurriedly waved his hands. "I'm fine standing, Fish Sect Master. Please tell me whatever you need."
The man was also a Void Refinement expert. Though he seemed amiable, Chen Lin could hardly just sit down without a care.
The white-haired elder did not insist. Instead, he looked Chen Lin up and down. "I hear you have considerable attainments in pill refining. What level have you reached?"
Chen Lin felt as though he had been seen through inside and out. Unable to determine why the elder was asking, he considered briefly before answering honestly. "Senior, I can currently only refine Nascent Soul-level pills, and my success rate isn't very high."
"Oh?"
The elder looked puzzled.
"Then you must have some special trick that allows you to refine the Nascent Soul Pill?"
Chen Lin's heart tightened.
From the elder's words, he clearly knew a great deal about the Nascent Soul Pill, and it seemed this was not a pill someone of Chen Lin's level should have been able to refine.
Thoughts tumbled through his mind before he replied, "Senior, the Nascent Soul Pill formula I possess has been modified. My ability to refine it may have something to do with my qi luck. For pills with low success rates like this, my success rate tends to be somewhat higher than that of other alchemists."
He could not fathom the capabilities of a Void Refinement expert, so he chose an answer that was half truth and half concealment. It was not exactly a lie, either; his destiny force required qi luck force to function.
"Haha, you really are an honest man, Fellow Daoist Chen."
The elder seemed quite