Forging

Inside a room…

A great elder of the Black Demon Sect sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. Jin Xiao Chai sat down in front of him.

The cultivation of the man sitting in front of Jin Xiao Chai was the highest in the Black Demon Sect. His cultivation seemed hard to resist. Even the Head of the Sect wasn’t as much respected as this man.

"You stole my Qian Yuan pill. What are you up to? You can’t use that pill," the great elder spoke without opening his eyes.

"I gave it away. It was just one Qian Yuan pill. That’s not worth much when considering Elder Grandfather’s magic cultivation," Jin Xiao Chai felt a little disdained as she replied.

"Speaking of which, I had some thought about this Shi Mu. I thought that he died in the wilderness. But, he came back." The great elder opened his eyes. He seemed to be in deep thought as he changed the topic of discussion and said.