The Apothecary Hall was undoubtedly where the True Martial Sect refined medicinal pills and medicines.
In terms of numbers, the Apothecary Hall had the fewest disciples of all the halls, yet it was held in extremely high regard. Every Alchemist who completed their training, even the most junior one, was a treasure of the sect.
There was no need to say how important medicinal pills were to cultivation.
As the makers of the pills that offered the greatest boost to cultivation, the status of the Apothecary Hall's Alchemists needed no further explanation.
As for how he had somehow gone from the Law Enforcement Hall to the Apothecary Hall, Chen Mo had no idea what had happened between Elder Bai and Elder Yi, so naturally, he did not know the reason.
He only knew that he had passively "switched allegiances."
However, judging from the result, joining the Apothecary Hall, where he could learn Alchemy, suited Chen Mo's needs better than joining the Law Enforcement Hall, where it was easy to offend people.
What was more, his nominal master, Elder Yi, was the presiding elder of the Apothecary Hall.
That made him the presiding elder's disciple. With only two senior brothers or sisters above him, his position and the importance he received in the Apothecary Hall were surely guaranteed.
Thinking of this, Chen Mo became even happier about joining the Apothecary Hall, without the slightest resistance.
This place suited him better.
At that moment, Chen Mo had already been seized by the shoulder by Elder Yi and flown to the Apothecary Hall's territory. Experiencing what it was like to be carried through the air firsthand was actually quite nice.
Xiantian experts had reached an exceedingly terrifying degree of control over their power and Qi and Blood Power. They could use invisible spiritual