"Daoist Brother Qianchen, could I trouble you to refine another batch of spirit pills?" Once everyone had finished exchanging information about clandestine ascension and was sighing with emotion, Zhao Changyuan waved his hand in satisfaction and began the trading session.
As soon as the trading session began, he took out sixth-stage spirit herbs and asked Ye Jingyu to refine pills.
Ye Jingyu looked at him, his eyes exceptionally calm. Under that gaze, however, Zhao Changyuan grew somewhat flustered.
"If you have no time, Daoist Brother Qianchen, then never mind."
He then took out some treasures, making a show of trading for spirit materials to refine his bonded magic treasure.
"I do have time, though you will have to wait some years. But Fellow Daoist Zhao, you only recently broke through. Have you already used up all the spirit pills Fellow Daoist Heaven-Breaking left behind?" Ye Jingyu spoke calmly, as though discussing something utterly trivial, yet his words made Zhao Changyuan's eyes betray even more panic.
The doubts in Ye Jingyu's heart deepened. Zhao Changyuan was the family head personally appointed by the Heaven-Breaking Divine Lord, yet today he had uncharacteristically convened a Spirit Transformation gathering, and now his expressions were changing in equally unusual ways.
Either someone had taken his place, or he was hiding a heaven-shaking secret.
Unfortunately, he was not Ye Jingcheng. Otherwise, he really would have put some pressure on Zhao Changyuan.
"You misunderstand, Daoist Brother Qianchen. My breakthrough was entirely thanks to your spirit pills, so naturally my spiritual energy is still unstable. Without spirit pills, who knows when I could fully consolidate my cultivation, let alone ascend clandestinely in the future and pursue a higher Great Dao!" Zhao Changyuan continued explaining.
Ye Jingyu said nothing more, nor did he press him further. Continuing would be