Inside Clear Creek Courtyard.
"An inspired moment and a stroke of luck, nothing more."
Looking at Yan Mingyi's pretty face, Lin Changheng smiled lightly, his gaze calm.
So the rumors were true?
Having received her answer, Yan Mingyi looked deeply astonished, then laughed sweetly. "Congratulations, Brother Lin."
"Thank you."
Lin Changheng nodded inwardly. Word had even reached the reclusive grandfather and granddaughter of the Yan Household. It seemed Deng Changsheng had done his job properly, with immediate results.
Before long, many people would likely come knocking to request pills. But what Lin Changheng wanted was Foundation Establishment cultivators seeking second-tier pills.
Only once the success rate and quality of his second-tier pills had been proven could he attract cultivators who possessed ingredients for Foundation Establishment Pills.
After all, no one was a fool. Everyone treated precious ingredients like those for Foundation Establishment Pills cautiously. They would never casually hand them to a newly advanced Second-Tier Pill Master to practice on.
There would be a process.
It required a demonstration of ability, the test of time, and corroboration through reputation. Lin Changheng had the patience and ample time to wait.
He was in no hurry.
Yan Mingyi was clearly delighted for him. Then she suddenly asked, "Brother Lin, are you moving to the outer lake?"
"Hmm?"
That caught Lin Changheng off guard. He had never considered the question.
After a brief pause, he said, "I have no such plans at present. I'm quite comfortable living in Cloudgate Court, and I couldn't bear to move away anytime soon."
That was no lie. Lin Changheng would not change residences merely for better surroundings or comforts. After all, the connections he had cultivated here were still proving useful.
If he did move, there would be only one reason: greater benefits drawing him elsewhere.
"Really?"