Watching Lin Changheng hurry away, Old Daoist Fang opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
In a situation like this, the more he said, the more ulterior motives he seemed to harbor.
He shook his head dejectedly and left in disappointment.
Lin Changheng entered the Pill Room. Rather than firing up the furnace immediately, he took out the [earth vein yellow essence] rootlets he had just put away and examined them carefully.
He instinctively felt wary of anyone who wanted him to leave the ward.
That wariness extended to the item Old Daoist Fang had given him, which warranted extra scrutiny.
"Everything looks normal. These really are [earth vein yellow essence] rootlets. The soil on them and their appearance both suggest they were unearthed recently."
There was nothing wrong with them.
"Could I be overthinking things?"
Lin Changheng smiled, but did not feel he had overreacted. It was precisely this caution that had kept him alive in the cultivation world and brought him this far.
"Time to fire up the furnace."
He immediately drew up the subterranean fire, activated the [Fire-Gathering Array], and began heating the furnace to refine pills.
Although he possessed [Redcloud Demon Flame] and had a [superior-grade Pill Furnace] at hand, why use his own resources when he could use the clan's?
The demon flame consumed magical power, and a superior-grade Magic Artifact furnace suffered wear as well.
Lin Changheng kept careful accounts.
Two hours later, Lin Changheng opened the Pill Room door and stepped out.
A Low-Grade Pill Master waiting outside immediately hurried over and bowed respectfully. "Master Lin."
"Mm. Go and tend to the Elixirs."
Lin Changheng glanced at the Pill Master, who looked to be in his thirties, and gave the instruction with a smile and a nod.
"Yes."
The Pill Master immediately obeyed