It was foreseeable that, as his position changed, many things would change with it.
If he let matters take their natural course, the fellow disciples he had once known would inevitably drift farther and farther away.
But if mutual interests held them together, things would be entirely different.
Thus, over those three years, Liu Yu had deliberately and casually spread word of his status as a second-tier alchemist. Sure enough, several fellow disciples he knew fairly well came to visit.
When asked, Liu Yu openly acknowledged his skill in alchemy and promised to sell these fellow disciples a limited quantity of pills at relatively favorable prices.
Naturally, he would never release too many pills, keeping the quantity within what an ordinary alchemist could produce. Even so, he had achieved his intended purpose.
Although the three branches of the Primordial Yang Sect engaged in all manner of open and covert struggles, with the Heavenly Wind Ancestor above them keeping them in check, they remained relatively restrained rather than sinking into a frenzy of internal strife.
There was no shortage of conflict and friction between cultivators of the three branches, but neither was there a shortage of private dealings. Thus, Liu Yu's actions would not violate any taboos.
A sufficient network of connections could reduce his dependence on the Yan Household. Although the two sides were still in their "honeymoon period," there was no telling what the future held.
Liu Yu had always preferred to plan ahead.
Three years had passed, and tomorrow was the Disciple-Selection Ceremony. He strolled back to his cave abode and picked up the Rare Spirit Herb Compendium to read again.
Memorizing the appearance, properties, uses, and growing conditions of various rare spirit herbs would prove useful whether he was acting as an alchemist or traveling through the