Within the Quiet Chamber, Chen Ye had already pushed aside the small antics of his two apprentices.
From the slum district to becoming the manager of Lisong Valley today.
Chen Ye could always remain calm and focused on cultivation; how could mere cold shoulders from his disciples compare to external threats?
"The myriad worldly things, fleeting clouds passing by... Only with longevity and far-sightedness can one attain freedom."
He sat cross-legged, his mind as tranquil as water.
In front of him, the ancient and simple Hundred Herbs Furnace was emanating a faint medicinal fragrance.
He didn't rush to refine those higher-tier pills but chose instead to continue consolidating his Qi Nourishing Pill refining technique, which had just reached the stage of "Perfection."
Currently, Chen Ye had just over four hundred Spirit Stones at hand.
It seemed like a lot, but it could be spent very quickly.
