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"The Main Sect of Wan Dan Sect has increased the rights of certain regional sub-sects,"

"Before, every sub-sect had the right to directly apply to the Main Sect for the amount of medicinal materials they needed to purchase, but now that’s no longer possible."

"Now, if the various sub-sects of Wan Dan Sect still want to apply for the purchase of medicinal materials,"

"they need to first apply to the sub-sect ranked first in their own regional Wan Dan Sect Sub-sects."

"Only if the first-ranked sub-sect in our region agrees to this application"

"and expresses the intention to buy a certain amount of medicinal materials to the Main Sect,"

"will the Main Sect dispatch someone to deliver the various medicinal materials."

Luo Changfeng’s brows couldn’t help but furrow slightly, and he said in a low voice, "The Main Sect of Wan Dan Sect seems to want to optimize the former cumbersome process, as well as reduce the number of sub-sects..."

In Xuanyuan Continent, there are countless sub-sects of Wan Dan Sect.

Even within the Da Feng Dynasty alone, there are thirteen sub-sects.

Originally, Wan Dan Sect created so many sub-sects

mainly because they wanted to develop and grow rapidly.

And now, throughout the Xuanyuan Continent,

Wan Dan Sect could almost be said to dominate the market of elixirs alone.

With that being the case, so many sub-sects are naturally unnecessary.

"If that’s the case, then we must compete for the first seat of the Da Feng Dynasty’s Wan Dan Sect Sub-sects, even if we don’t want to..."

Luo Changfeng muttered under his breath.

If it were before, even if one ranked second or third, it wouldn’t have mattered much.

But now, it seems that it’s no longer viable.

...

A moment later,

Fu Qiu left the small courtyard.

Before he left, he also left behind two piles of spiritual medicine, stacked high like small mountains,

blatantly placed beside the Stone Pavilion.

According to that old guy Fu Qiu,

if possible, these spiritual medicines should all be refined into spirit pills.

The Luoshan Prefecture Sub-sect will also go all out in the near future.

In the fight for the first seat of the Da Feng Dynasty Wan Dan Sect Sub-sects, Changqing Prefecture Sub-sect, known as the holy land for alchemists in the Da Feng Dynasty, will also likely go full throttle.

So, whether we can take the first place next,

all depends on Luo brother...

Because of this, Luo Changfeng felt the pressure weighing heavily on him.

What’s this about depending all on him?

Are they seriously treating him like a workhorse?

Moreover, these developments have gradually disrupted Luo Changfeng’s plans to go into seclusion for cultivation.

The Luoshan Prefecture Sub-sect is one of his major supports.

He always felt that in the future,

this Luoshan Prefecture Sub-sect would play a crucial role.

And in this world where strength is paramount, cultivation level is naturally very important.

However, when these two things are placed on the same level for comparison...

Luo Changfeng couldn’t help but hesitate in his heart.

But at that moment of hesitation,

it seemed that his mind was already gradually leaning towards the Luoshan Prefecture Sub-sect from the start.

"Forget it, let’s work a bit harder for the next while!"

"The amount of spiritual medicine must have a limit, right?"

The two piles of spiritual medicine, as tall as small mountains, looked plenty and intimidating, but in reality...

that amount would only be enough for Luo Changfeng for ten to fifteen days at most.

At the very most, no more than half a month.

Of course, this applies only to Luo Changfeng who possesses the Black Crow Flame and has attained a sixty percent comprehension of the Path of Alchemy.

If it were an ordinary Yellow Grade low-level alchemist,

forget about two piles, they likely couldn’t refine even one pile within half a year or even a whole year.

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After all, the profession of an alchemist is not something that can operate continuously without breaks.

Many ordinary alchemists always need to rest and rejuvenate after refining each batch of elixirs.

Otherwise, the success rate of elixirs

might drop to an absurdly low level.

...

In the blink of an eye, two more days had passed.

Early in the morning, when the sky had not yet completely brightened,

Luo Yao, who had reached the perfection of Skin Refinement, had already arrived outside the courtyard of his own elder ancestor.

There he stood, silently,

his face showing a hint of hesitancy.

Previously, when he came to Elder Changfeng’s courtyard,

the elder lied to him by claiming that one bottle of elixir had a total of twenty pills.

Moreover, he demanded that Luo Yao must accept and consume a certain number of elixirs every month,

or else all his privileges would be revoked.

With no other choice, Luo Yao could only bow his head and silently endure it all,

unknown to anyone the kind of painful time he was going through.

Now, Elder Changfeng had once again asked him to come to the courtyard,

this time Luo Yao couldn’t help but feel undecided.

He didn’t know what his own elder ancestor had called him here for,

nor did he know whether the same incident would happen again.

If Elder Changfeng took a fancy to him,

thinking that twenty Body Tempering Elixirs a month was far from his limit,

what should he do then?

...

Outside the courtyard,

while Luo Yao was hesitating,

suddenly, a figure clad in black tight-fitting clothes, with a cold pale complexion

and a forbidding aura making her look untouchable, yet delicate in appearance, Ruan Liuli,

appeared beside him all of a sudden.