Old Master Xi.
Master Xi turned to the door. The wrinkles beside his eyes looked as if they had been there for centuries. His spiritual energy was calm and didn't push outwards like those at the Earthly Spirit stage. The short, hunched old man was an existence that had surpassed the very peak of martial arts.
"Thank you, dear." He spoke in a whisper, but even his whispers reverberated with power. A young man in noble attire, with slicked-back hair and a thin mustache, stepped forward and took the bottle from the young lady at the door. He dropped a universe bag onto her tray and then slammed the door quickly. Then, he handed the golden pill bottle to the old man with a deep bow.
Master Xi popped open the cap and raised it to his nose.
"Incredible." He muttered as the fumes filled the air.
"Master Xi?" The young man asked with a frown. He looked at the pill too, however couldn't tell what the old man had noticed.