Medicine Immortal Hall.
Guan Lin hurried into the main hall.
"Master, this Chen Shan is a rogue cultivator from Western Heaven Province."
Guan Lin reported.
"A rogue cultivator—then that's more or less in line with my judgment..."
Yuan Jingyang smiled faintly. "Chen Shan's pill-refining methods are extremely similar to those of our Medicine Sect. He must have obtained an inheritance from some deceased fellow disciple of the Medicine Sect."
"Master, why do you say that? Why couldn't it have come from one of our living fellow disciples?"
Guan Lin asked curiously.
"That great war back then swept across the Nine Provinces. Medicine Sect disciples fell in every region, and it would be perfectly normal for someone to leave behind an inheritance that was accidentally obtained by later generations..."
Yuan Jingyang smiled. "If it were from a living fellow disciple, that person would at least be in the Spirit Transformation Realm. They shouldn't have failed to tell Chen Shan some of the Medicine Sect's secrets."
Guan Lin nodded repeatedly.
Yuan Jingyang waved a hand and dismissed Guan Lin.
Only he remained within the Medicine Immortal Hall.
Recalling Chen Shan's performance on the martial platform, Yuan Jingyang closed his eyes and began to analyze it.
After a while.
He murmured, "Chen Shan must have been hiding his true skill when he failed at pill refinement. Who would have thought that his real pill-refining ability actually far surpasses Guan Lin's..."
At this point.
He suddenly opened his eyes and gazed into the distance in a certain direction, muttering to himself, "If one day his pill refinement surpasses mine, perhaps he can try refining that kind of pill..."
At the thought of that particular pill within the Medicine Sect, Yuan Jingyang grew somewhat excited.
A flush of excitement even flashed across his aged face.