Outside, Jiang Cheng knew what was happening.
Though he was sleeping inside, with his power, he'd sense even the slightest disturbance.
The eighth-grade Imperial Pill was his main target.
But after thinking for a moment, he decided to let the Elders wait.
The main reason was that when he offered to help them with alchemy earlier, these people first doubted his refining skills, then accused him of lying for materials.
Don't forget, it was you who couldn't find an Emperor Pill Master to help.
It's you who sought me out, not me begging you.
Now you come to me, as if you're gifting me a chance to help you.
Brother Cheng isn't cheap.
Does the Supreme Palace Master's face not matter?
So, he directly sent a message to Venerable Xue Yi.
"Tell them to come batch by batch, even an eighth-grade Imperial Pill doesn't get to cut the line."
When Venerable Xue Yi repeated his original words, the Elder Council's faces fell.
Yuan Guang wanted to add something.
