After their conversation, Lin Changheng could clearly tell that Sun Yiming had come with the intention of befriending him.
Completing the transaction was certainly part of the reason. Another was the opportunity to meet and cultivate a friendship with a Pill Master who shone brightly now and had an equally promising future.
He simply did not know whether Sun Yiming had volunteered or whether the Sun Clan's ancestor had arranged it.
But for Lin Changheng, getting to know more outstanding talents and direct descendants could only be beneficial.
Thus, he welcomed him gladly and treated him with great warmth.
Soon, Lin Changheng also learned that Sun Yiming was a direct descendant of the Sun Clan's False Core ancestor and was held in high regard.
"In that case, Brother Yiming, you can practically count on inheriting your clan's holdings and leading its future. Even reaching False Core would merely be your minimum prospect. With such a smooth Dao Path ahead, you truly inspire envy."
Lin Changheng smiled at once, an expression of envy and yearning appearing on his face.
"Competition within the clan is fierce. Even my great-grandfather cannot settle everything with a single word. The larger a lineage grows, the more this holds true. Forcibly appointing someone out of personal favoritism is no lasting solution. Instead, it easily causes the various branches to turn away from one another, until the clan's eventual disintegration becomes only a matter of time-"
Sun Yiming shook his head with a wry smile and explained to Lin Changheng, "Even if my great-grandfather wanted me to inherit it, I might not agree. Controlling an entire clan brings lofty status and satisfies every desire, but ultimately, you lose your freedom. You must weigh what lies ahead and behind, and often put the greater picture first. In doing