The fragrance of pills filled the Sect Master Hall, refreshing the heart and mind.
The scent was like a faint, almost imperceptible thread winding between every beam and pillar in the hall, soothing the spirit.
A green-robed woman with delicate features and an ethereal bearing stood with her back to the pill furnace. As she watched Qian Jiuting lead Song Chaojiang of the Medicine Sect inside, a trace of anxiety appeared on her face.
As the sect master of the Medicine Sect, Nalan Yue had learned from Qian Jiuting's message that Chen Changming was gravely injured and that Song Chaojiang had brought him back to the Medicine Sect in secret.
Ever since receiving the message, she had been unable to sit still.
Nalan Yue and Chen Changming had both been disciples of the Medicine Sect in the Human Realm, so she had long regarded the gifted Chen Changming as the Medicine Sect's next successor.
In this vast Medicine Sect of the Spirit Realm, she might have been sect master, but the heights were cold and lonely. Everyone around her was a native cultivator of the Spirit Realm. Chen Changming was the only person with whom she could lower her guard and share the bond of fellow disciples.
Now that her successor was gravely injured, she could hardly remain calm.
"Greetings, Sect Master!"
The moment Song Chaojiang saw Nalan Yue, emotion surged across his face. With a thud, he dropped to his knees. They struck the floor heavily, making a dull sound.
He had seen the sect master only once in his life. Today was the second time.
The last time had been when he was promoted to Hall Master. He had caught a distant glimpse of her back and had not even dared look closely at her face.
Now, seeing