"Well, although that girl Ye Qingyu is a decent alchemist, pills of the Fire Spirit Pill level are beyond her abilities.
Don't worry, your master will sort out the Fire Spirit Pill for you. Go back and rest for a bit first, and clear your mind.
Tomorrow at noon, I will take you to smelt the three types of true qi within your body!"
Hearing Old Lin's words, Meng Fan could only bow and say with a very earnest expression, "Thank you, Master."
A pill that even Ye Qingyu could not acquire was naturally extremely precious.
For Old Lin to handle it personally meant he would at least have to seek out someone at the level of the Alchemist Hall master, if not higher.
That said...
With the sect master away, Old Lin was currently the interim head of the Shushan Sword Sect.
Relying on a giant tree brings coolness, and Meng Fan felt himself rising along with the tide, giving him the distinct sensation of being the crown prince of the Shushan Sword Sect.
It felt pretty good!
Chapter 175