Spirit Pill Workshop.
The atmosphere was oppressive.
Everyone was busy with their work but kept sneaking glances at the Alchemy Room.
After Yang Fengshan went out to capture Qin Gengyun, the Pavilion Master entered the Alchemy Room and closed the door.
But the people outside did not dare to slack off, all putting on a busy facade.
Wang Ping couldn’t hold back anymore, nudged Xu Li beside him, and whispered:
"Do you think Taoist Friend Qin really stole the Pill Furnace?"
Xu Li whispered back, "How could Taoist Friend Qin be so bold?"
"Then why is Steward Yang insisting it’s Taoist Friend Qin?" Wang Ping asked suspiciously.
Xu Li snorted, "Can’t you see? Taoist Friend Qin is only at the Second-Layer Realm, even if he’s falsely accused, what can he do?"
Wang Ping was silent for a mont, then cursed under his breath, "Damn this rotten world!"
Just then, Yang Fengshan walked into the Spirit Pill Workshop with Qin Gengyun in tow.
"Sigh."
Many people silently sighed in their hearts.
They all knew Qin Gengyun was unlikely to be the thief, but when have the weak ever had a chance to defend themselves?
When you’re accused of being a thief, you beco a thief.
It’s not just about Qin Gengyun; it would be the sa for anyone here.
The truth lies in the hands of the strong.
This is the rule of the Cultivation World.
Today’s Qin Gengyun could very well be any one of them tomorrow.
Under the sympathetic yet indignant gazes of the crowd, Qin Gengyun walked into the Spirit Pill Workshop, glanced around, and smiled calmly, even greeting those he knew:
"Taoist Friend Wang, Taoist Friend Xu, Taoist Friend Fang, long ti no see."
Wang Ping, Xu Li, and Fang Chao were taken aback; they looked at Yang Fengshan holding Qin Gengyun, and finally cupped their hands toward Qin Gengyun:
"Taoist Friend Qin, take care today..."
Qin Gengyun smiled, walked straight to the Alchemy Room, and amidst the increasingly surprised looks from everyone, called out loudly:
"Taoist Friend Pei, Qin Gengyun is here to visit, may I have a mont of your ti?"
Then, his Spiritual Energy surged outward.
"Qi Cultivation... Fourth-Layer?"
Wang Ping and Xu Li’s eyes widened, larger than bronze bells, and others were stunned, dumbfounded at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure.
The door of the Alchemy Room soon opened, and Pei Daoyu, with an immortal-like deanor, stepped out with a smile on his face:
"So it’s Taoist Friend Qin, I’ve long admired you, please co in quickly!"
He then turned to address Yang Fengshan standing dumbfounded behind Qin Gengyun:
"Go brew a pot of tea using my new can of Upper Grade Jade Snail Spring Tea."
The crowd looked on, as if in a dream.
Less than a month ago, in the eyes of the Pavilion Master, Qin Gengyun was like thin air; even if he stood right in front of him to speak, the Pavilion Master would ignore him.
But at this mont, Pei Daoyu was all smiles, his voice warm and enthusiastic, as if Qin Gengyun was an old friend he hadn’t seen in years.
"Fengshan, go!"
Pei Daoyu saw Yang Fengshan still in a daze, frowned, and snapped at him.
Yang Fengshan ca to his senses, hastily cupped his hands, "Yes."
"Wait."
Qin Gengyun suddenly spoke, addressing Pei Daoyu:
"Taoist Friend Pei, I’m here because of your disciple."
"Oh?" Pei Daoyu kept his courteous smile and folded his hands:
"Taoist Friend Qin, if there’s any misunderstanding, I’ll have Fengshan apologize to you."
In na, Yang Fengshan was his disciple, but in reality just a high-level servant, an easily replaceable bootlicker.
And the fact that Qin Gengyun broke through two small realms in such a short ti suggests not only extraordinary potential but also likely backing from a powerful force.
There was no need to create a rift with Qin Gengyun because of Yang Fengshan.
Qin Gengyun smiled, "I’m afraid it’s no misunderstanding; rather, the real thief is trying to fra ."
"Fra?"
Pei Daoyu’s eyes suddenly darted to Yang Fengshan, narrowing slightly. Yang Fengshan’s heart skipped a beat; realizing sothing was wrong, he heard Qin Gengyun continue:
"Taoist Friend Pei, you probably don’t know that Yang Fengshan recently wants to marry, but due to the expensive bride price, he’s been borrowing Spirit Stones everywhere, forcing the people in the workshop to lend them to him."
"That’s not all. To gather the bride price, Yang Fengshan also eyed the bronze furnace. He secretly sold the bronze furnace and naturally needed a scapegoat."
"But I didn’t expect, having already left the Spirit Pill Workshop, to still be falsely accused by him."
Yang Fengshan panicked and quickly said, "Master, it’s not true, he’s making it up, he has no evidence!"
Indeed, Yang Fengshan secretly snuck into the Spirit Pill Workshop last night and sold the bronze furnace at the night market.
Throughout the process, he was very careful, leaving no traces, and he didn’t go to the night market himself but assigned soone to post it for sale.
Thus, he wasn’t too panicked at the mont, thinking that without evidence, his master wouldn’t do anything to him.
Qin Gengyun laughed heartily as if he heard the funniest joke, and after a while, he stopped, looking at Yang Fengshan with a faint smile:
"Taoist Friend Yang, with your low cultivation, when you’re called a thief, you’re naturally a thief; who needs evidence?"
Yang Fengshan was stunned, promptly pleading with Pei Daoyu:
"Master, don’t listen to him. I’ve followed you for so many years, how could I steal from the workshop?"
Pei Daoyu suddenly burst into laughter, addressing Qin Gengyun:
"What a fuss over a petty thief, making Taoist Friend Qin worry so much."
He then reached out to Yang Fengshan, sending a burst of light hitting his chest. Yang Fengshan flew back, crashing to the ground with a thud, spitting blood, looking at Pei Daoyu in disbelief:
"Master, you, you..."
Pei Daoyu casually instructed the two standing by:
"Take him to the backyard for punishnt!"
The two hurriedly complied, dragging Yang Fengshan to the backyard.
"Master, I’m wronged, don’t listen to Qin Gengyun’s nonsense!"
Yang Fengshan’s face turned pale, his voice hoarse, but neither Pei Daoyu nor Qin Gengyun paid him any attention. They walked into the Alchemy Room, smiling warmly as if they were close friends.
The crowd left in the yard exchanged looks, as if in a dream.
Inside the Alchemy Room, Pei Daoyu invited Qin Gengyun to sit and called soone to brew tea.
Qin Gengyun looked around; this Alchemy Room was a place he had longed to enter all his life.
Back then, to accumulate alchemy experience, he hoped the Pavilion Master would let him in to do odd jobs during alchemy, but he was always disappointed.
And now, Pei Daoyu was all smiles, inviting him in, warm and welcoming.
In just a month, the treatnt was worlds apart.
Qin Gengyun suddenly recalled sothing he read on the internet in his previous life:
Dignity lies only on the tip of the sword, truth lies only within the range.
This is even more true in the Cultivation World.
If he hadn’t reached the Fourth-Layer of Qi Cultivation, he would have had to bear the injustice today, lucky to escape with his life, or worse, killed without anyone caring.
Qin Gengyun thought of when Qiu Zhihe always urged him to practice alchemy and cultivate, understanding more.
Indeed, she was truly thinking of him.
Pei Daoyu and Qin Gengyun chatted amiably for a mont, then Pei Daoyu suddenly said:
"Taoist Friend Qin, recently in Yunling Town, there’s a peculiar Alchemist who specializes in refining high-quality low-level Spirit Powders. Have you heard about it?"
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