The chatter of the apothecaries on the steps fell silent the moment a red-robed figure appeared.
An elderly Pill Master dressed in red robes entered the pavilion, accompanied by a middle-aged man.
"That's the Patriarch of our Ren family," Ren Lu said in a low voice.
The Patriarch of such a powerful family wore a gentle smile as he accompanied the Pill Master, devoid of his usual commanding presence.
Bai Mo knew that not all Pill Masters received such treatment. This could only mean the old Pill Master's status was far from ordinary.
"I know you have all come here with a mind to improve your Alchemy Skill."
"But for most of you, I'm afraid it's more about a craving for certification. Your ambitions are too wild, and the vast majority of you are not cut out for the Alchemy Dao."
The old Pill Master clasped his hands behind his back and surveyed his surroundings. His expression was serene, but his tone held a hint of disappointment.