After the pills had been distributed, the Innate Martial Artists from the various peaks stepped forward, eager to strike up a friendship with Jiang Ye.
The lingering force of his battle on the Martial Practice Field still hung over them. Their smiles were warmer than usual, and their words were almost absurdly courteous.
Jiang Ye exchanged a few words with an indifferent expression. Their pleasantries passed through his ears like a breeze, stirring not the slightest ripple. He then gave one of the pills to Zhu Junwen.
After all, the pills had been allotted in Heavenly Cloud Peak's name. He had to keep up appearances to some extent, lest anyone say the Azure Sky Sect had pocketed everything.
"D-Deacon Jiang..."
Zhu Junwen stared at the pill in his hand, his refined face flushed crimson with excitement.
He had never imagined that the three thousand contribution points he had given Jiang Ye merely to sow the seeds of goodwill would now earn him an Innate Qi-Nurturing Pill in return.
Beside him, Shi Jian's eyes reddened with envy.
"The Ten Thousand Streams Sect is part of Heavenly Cloud Peak too."
Jiang Ye smiled faintly.
"Deacon Jiang, our Azure Peak Sect is also part of Heavenly Cloud Peak... perhaps you could..."
Faced with the temptation of an Innate Qi-Nurturing Pill, Shi Jian finally steeled himself and spoke.
The Red Flame Sect's deacon, huddled at the back, dared not utter a word, terrified that a ruthless man like Jiang Ye would notice him.
Jiang Ye seemed completely unaware of Shi Jian's existence. After casually bidding farewell to the Innate Martial Artists from the various peaks, he turned and walked out of the hall with Liu Qingyu.
"Deacon Jiang, you are truly righteous and generous! You have my deepest thanks!"
Zhu Junwen cupped his hands