Deacon Mei glared at Qiu zhenwen and cursed in her heart,"Why are you bringing this up out of the blue? aren't you giving her face? It would also make Xia Yimin proud.
He had originally wanted to use this matter to embarrass Xia Yimin a little, but now that the other alchemists had shown Ling Chuxi the respect she deserved, he could not use this as an excuse to make a fuss.
Qiu zhenwen was also a little depressed. How could he have blurted out that matter in a moment of impulse? he had not been able to refine the Hua Sheng pill, but Ling Chuxi had. Even if all the alchemy Masters present knew that refining Hua Sheng pills had a lot of luck, it still sounded like his alchemy standard was below Ling Chuxi 's.
"Alright, alright. Since no one has any doubts about Alchemist Ling's abilities, let's begin." Pavilion master Meng had long seen that this small disturbance appeared to be caused by Ling Chuxi, but in reality, it was Deacon Mei who wanted to use this opportunity to suppress Deacon Xia. However, she did not stop him. Only then did she open her mouth to speak.
"Yes, yes, yes. Let's talk about serious business." Deacon Mei also did not want to continue being entangled with Ling Chuxi's problem and agreed.
"I'm sure everyone is aware of the difficulties our pillheart Pavilion is facing this time, so I won't say much. My pillheart Pavilion is extremely grateful for everyone's help at a time like this." Pavilion master Meng said.
"Pavilion master Meng, you're too kind. We've been friends with the pillheart Pavilion for many years. It's our honor to be able to help you." Everyone replied courteously.
"I won't say much. I'm sure the deacons have already discussed the conditions with you before we came. Let's sign a contract first." Pavilion master Meng said.
"Good, good." Everyone said. Spirit alchemists usually had to sign a contract to help others refine pills. It wasn't that they were afraid of people going back on their words, but it was a tradition of the Qing-Yun realm to show respect to spirit pill Masters.
"Pill master Yu, you first, you first." As the spirit alchemists modestly declined, the thin spirit Alchemist swaggered forward. He did not have the slightest intention of declining, as if everything was natural.
After roughly looking through the contract, the person signed his name in a flamboyant manner and then walked down the stage under the congratulations of the crowd. He even had a bit of arrogance.
"What's the background of this old man?" Ling Chuxi asked curiously.
"His name is Yu qiubai. He's the disciple of a great alchemy master, Liu Wuyan. It's said that his alchemy skills are deeply inherited from great master Liu and he's extremely famous in the alchemy world. I don't know what kind of methods Deacon Mei used to actually invite him here. However, this is a great thing for our pillheart Pavilion." Xia Yimin said as he sighed with emotion.
"I see." Ling Chuxi was suddenly enlightened. She had heard of Liu Wuyan's name before. To be able to become his disciple, Yu qiubai must have some outstanding skills in alchemy.
Ling Chuxi could tell that even though attendant Mei had been ostracizing Xia Yimin in every way, he was still wholeheartedly thinking for the pill Heart Pavilion. Ling Chuxi couldn't help but think of the two elders of the ethereal sect's residence, Tong Jie, and she began to think more highly of Xia Yimin.
However, Ling Chuxi could also tell that Xia Yimin was wholeheartedly thinking for the pill Heart Pavilion. Deacon Mei might not be that innocent. The reason she invited Yu qiubai was most likely to suppress him.
She also knew that although the small disturbance just now was over, these people, led by Deacon Mei, would definitely not let it go just like that. They would definitely find trouble with Xia Yimin again, and she would most likely be implicated in it.
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