A banquet filled with joy for all—Hu Li was the happiest, followed by her nephew who was devouring food, and those inner sect disciples who barely lifted their heads to talk to guests and just kept eating.
"Ah, I wanted these useless folks to see the world, but it seems their eyes are covered as if by medicated oils," True Man Yuanling sighed as he shook his head, looking at his group of disciples, like a doctoral advisor troubled by his students, "After graduating from me, you all will only be able to become wandering healers."
With that, he waved his hand: "Go on, after eating your fill, return to your rooms and properly complete your assignments—I've set up a pill furnace for Soul Suppressing Pills, half a month has passed without anyone refining one, if there's no progress this month, you'll all be punished by cleaning all the pill furnaces on Spirit Storage Peak thoroughly!"
