Before the vast Central Peak Hall, several more aged figures came treading through the sky.
In an instant, the green-robed elder and the white-robed elder exchanged a glance and started violently.
After signaling each other with their eyes, they continued arguing, but steered the subject in another direction...
"I told you long ago that Spirit Transformation Pills aren't refined like that. Not only did you ruin the Pill Furnace, you squandered so many of my spirit grasses and immortal herbs. How will you make amends?" the green-robed elder demanded, feigning an ugly expression.
The white-bearded elder immediately understood and played along. "If something went wrong with my refining, that's my problem. What does it have to do with you?"
"Wasn't it just a little of your medicinal herbs I wasted? Once I go back, I'll find some to repay you!"
The green-robed elder cursed indignantly, "Repay me?"
"My purple light grass blooms once every three hundred years. I searched for decades and found only that one stalk. What will you repay me with?"
The white-bearded elder turned his head away coldly. "Isn't it just purple light grass? I'll go find you thousand-year-old purple light grass..."
Watching the two elders abruptly change tack, neither Su Mo nor Xuanji could react for a moment...
The newly arrived elders watched in bewilderment as the pair argued over "ruining a batch of pills," momentarily stunned.
Although the two often quarreled, they had never argued over a batch of pills before.
Was that "purple light grass" so scarce? Wasn't it merely three-hundred-year-old purple light grass?
"Oh, enough, enough. Wasn't it just a ruined batch of pills? How can you even argue over this?"
A somewhat kindly-looking old woman walked up to them and waved impatiently for them to stop.
Looking rather helpless, the green-robed elder