Try as he might, Wu Yue could not understand why his own Supreme Elder had suddenly become so generous.
He stood lost in thought for quite a while before seeming to realize something. Slapping his forehead, he said:
"Could it be that the ancestor took a fancy to this outsider cultivator's alchemy skills and offered the spirit fields on the mountain to win him over?
"But isn't that far too great an investment? Those fields represent centuries of painstaking effort by everyone in our Yangshan Sect.
"If he ruins them, won't we suffer a tremendous loss...?"
Though Wu Yue's voice was quiet, it still did not escape the senses of Old Daoist Tianyuan and Xu Changxing.
Xu Changxing showed no reaction to this, his expression remaining unchanged.
Old Daoist Tianyuan, however, flushed slightly.
Naturally, he had dared to make such a large wager because he had already judged from that earlier bottle of spirit pills that Xu Changxing's alchemy skills were exceptionally refined.
Exchanging the spirit fields within his own Mountain Gate for the friendship of a Pill Refining Master of this caliber would be worthwhile no matter how he looked at it.
But having Wu Yue expose his little scheme so directly naturally left him somewhat embarrassed.
Fortunately, the awkwardness did not last long. The two soon arrived near the Yangshan Sect's spirit fields.
After making a show of inspecting them, Xu Changxing took some spirit herbs and began refining various spirit pills.
Along the way, he deliberately produced some inferior spirit pills, but his familiar alchemy techniques and the pill fragrance that seeped into the heart and lungs still made Old Daoist Tianyuan's eyes widen.
Old Daoist Tianyuan had long anticipated that Xu Changxing's alchemy skills must be extraordinary.
Yet when he saw Xu Changxing refining pills with