Book Worm

"No," spoke elder Xian.

While I grinned on the side.

The alchemy elder seemed to be fuming at the current situation, after all, he just lost the chance to get his hands on a Cloud Pill.

"This was done by the efforts of disciple Shen Mo, the request clearly states that the sect only requires the taker of the request to provide one pill. As long as a disciple is able to make several he is in all his rights to keep whichever he want. The commission also requires that a disciple has to hand over a pill of at least sixty percent purity, and what Shen Mo had given the sect was clearly a pill of an even higher purity. So why are you here bothering me?" asked Elder Xian.

The elder snorted and moved away from the disciplinary hall fuming with rage.

Elder Xian sighed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. "You really are something, Shen Mo, tell me what do you plan on using that Cloud Pill for?" he asked.

'I don't really need it.'