Over the next while, Song Changsheng sampled several more pills. The innovative thinking at Hundred Herbs Hall was truly eye-opening for him.
In the Cultivation Realm, stagnation was the norm. The bold, innovative spirit of Hundred Herbs Hall, by contrast, seemed especially commendable.
The atmosphere was cheerful and harmonious, but Song Changsheng couldn't shake the feeling that something major was about to happen.
'With so many Purple Mansion Cultivators present, no one should dare cause trouble here, right?' Song Changsheng thought to himself.
Just then, a Hundred Herbs Hall disciple suddenly approached Bai Wuming's side and said something with a grave expression. Bai Wuming's face changed in an instant, but he quickly composed himself.
Waving the messenger disciple away, Bai Wuming looked respectfully at Luu Yuming and said, "Hall Master, I'll go take care of it."
Luu Yuming's expression was calm and unflustered. He simply gave a faint nod at the words.
