Time drifted on.
In the blink of an eye, six days had passed since his return from White Camel Temple.
That day, Chen Shi'an was refining pills in the Alchemy Room.
A Blood-Clad Guard reported that Shen Junru, dean of the Green Mountain Branch, had come to visit.
Somewhat surprised, Chen Shi'an hastily tidied the Alchemy Room and headed to the Reception Room.
Inside the Reception Room, Shen Junru was still dressed in a black-and-white scholar's robe, sipping tea as she waited quietly.
As soon as Chen Shi'an stepped into the Reception Room, he repeatedly cupped his hands in apology. "Dean Shen, you honor us with your presence. Please forgive me for failing to welcome you at the gate."
Shen Junru rose and returned his salute. "I am the one who should ask your forgiveness for calling unannounced, Sect Master Jing."
After exchanging pleasantries, Chen Shi'an and Shen Junru took their seats as host and guest.
Shen Junru had a straightforward disposition. Clearing her throat, she came straight to the point. "Sect Master Jing, I came today to ask a favor. I would like to obtain a certain pill from your sect."
Chen Shi'an smiled faintly. "There is no need to be so formal, Dean Shen. Whatever pills you need, you could simply send a disciple to tell us. Why make the trip yourself?"
Shen Junru replied, "The pill I need is called the Spirit-Strengthening Pill.
"Previously, I reached an agreement with your former sect master, Sect Master Hong.
"He would supply me with ten Spirit-Strengthening Pills roughly every three months.
"Now that Sect Master Hong is no longer here, I naturally need to discuss this arrangement anew with you, Sect Master Jing."
"Spirit-Strengthening Pills?"
Confusion appeared on Chen Shi'an's face.
Spirit-Strengthening Pills could strengthen the soul, but their