When the time came, he could throw several out all at once. Even a glancing hit that wounded a Foundation Establishment cultivator would be good enough.
Wait, after thinking through all this, why would I be fighting a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the first place?
Lin Changheng had nearly let the old man lead him astray. He immediately came to his senses: this was a last-resort means of self-defense, not something for launching attacks.
The path of prudence must never be abandoned!
"Then I'll call you the [Heavenly Thunder Seed]."
For some inexplicable reason, Lin Changheng gave it that name.
With the item in hand, Lin Changheng did not linger, though he saw several more people arrive, presumably also seeking artifacts.
Good thing I came early, or I might have had to queue.
Lin Changheng reflected that even he, a superior-grade first-tier pill master, was this busy. A second-tier artifact refiner naturally had it worse.
Over the following days, Lin Changheng devoted himself to pill refining. Not only did he finish the elixirs promised to the Jin Family, he also refined various unusual pills in quantities sufficient for the Azure Spirit Ward's auctions to offer intermittently for ten years.
As it happened, he had nearly exhausted the spirit wood and spirit liquid for his body tempering, so he sought out Xu Hanwu and requisitioned a substantial supply.
He also handed over the finished elixirs.
At the same time, he discreetly mentioned his impending departure.
Xu Hanwu froze at his words, clearly having never considered that possibility.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, has the lineage done something to wrong you?" Her beautiful eyes held bewilderment as she stared into his without blinking.
Lin Changheng shook his head. "You're overthinking it, Eldest Miss. The lineage and I have always enjoyed a pleasant working relationship.