After obtaining the immortal pill, the patriarch immediately entered his own Mind-Aspect World.
Though he had repeatedly demurred, it seemed this patriarch was also exceedingly anxious for his injuries to recover.
Refining an immortal pill was naturally no easy matter.
However, the Sword Sect patriarch was indeed exceptionally powerful, with cultivation far exceeding even Chen Fan's. Naturally, Chen Fan had no need to worry for him.
Still, Chen Fan did not rush to leave the Sword Sect. Instead, he found another quiet chamber outside Chen Tiangan's meditation room and stayed there, cultivating quietly while standing guard for the patriarch.
An immortal pill was no ordinary medicinal pill. It was incomparably precious, the highest-grade pill capable of helping immortals recover from injuries.
Although Chen Fan had not left the immortal pill outside for long, its aura had nevertheless leaked out. It might well attract the attention of some formidable expert.
Before the patriarch had fully refined the immortal pill, if someone barged into the Sword Sect and an accident occurred, Chen Tiangan alone would not be able to stop them!
Less than half a day later, Chen Fan, who had been meditating with closed eyes in his quiet chamber, abruptly opened them.
His brows twitched.
He instantly shot out of the Sword Pavilion and looked into the distance.
At the same time, spiritual light surged from the other side as Chen Tiangan arrived before Chen Fan.
He looked at Chen Fan in surprise. "What is it, Chen Fan?"
Chen Fan's cultivation had reached the fourth level of Chang Sheng, while his divine sense had advanced even further to the fifth level of Boundless. He was able to detect certain abnormalities earlier than Chen Tiangan.
Chen Fan's brows rose. "Someone has come calling. I don't know whether it is a coincidence or..."