"What is all this racket? Where is your sense of decorum?"
Fang Linzhou walked past. Seeing the expressions on Zhao Guangyao's and Duan Jinglan's faces, he frowned.
"Deacon Fang!" Duan Jinglan was the first to stand. "I'd like you to settle an argument."
Fang Linzhou said evenly:
"What is it?"
Duan Jinglan pointed at Li Chuan.
"Li Chuan has become a First-Rank Alchemist. He can earn Contribution Points faster than any of us."
"He can afford better resources, but my point is that Contribution Points ultimately serve one's martial path."
"No matter how many resources he enjoys, he still won't catch up to me on that path!"
"Zhao Guangyao took offense just because I said that."
Duan Jinglan spoke with righteous conviction, as though he had suffered a terrible injustice.
"Oh?" Fang Linzhou turned to Li Chuan and raised an eyebrow.
He had first met the young man during the selection half a year ago.
At the time, Li Chuan's exceptional assessment for strength of character had surprised even him.
Unfortunately, Li Chuan had only a Sixth Grade Root.
And for some unknown reason, Great Elder Lu Qingyan seemed to dislike him intensely.
Fang Linzhou had no choice but to abandon his plan to recommend Li Chuan.
As time passed, that thought faded.
He had assumed the young man would gradually become mediocre and disappear into obscurity.
He had not expected to see him today as a First-Rank Alchemist.
"A First-Rank Alchemist? Not bad." Fang Linzhou offered a rare, direct compliment.
Life in the Pill Hall was somewhat removed from the outside world.
Most people there devoted themselves to alchemy and had little interest in other disputes.
Many knew alchemists received favorable treatment, but few knew the details.
Fang Linzhou was different.
As a Vajra Sect deacon, he knew all