Yun Aoxue was speechless. She stared intently at Ye Xuan, realizing that this once-unremarkable "trash" student was becoming more and more of an enigma. If it were just some small secrets, she would have used her authority as a teacher to demand answers. But since Ye Xuan denied knowing anything about Alchemists and Soul Refiners, it wasn't appropriate for her to press the matter.
"Fine, don't tell me," Yun Aoxue's voice softened. "But I must remind you, even with the headmaster's warning, the Wang and Zhou families won't take such a huge loss lying down. You need to be careful when you're not at the academy. Also, I know you must have had some sort of fortunate encounter, but the Martial Dao is best cultivated one step at a time. You mustn't get greedy for speed and take Pills with severe side effects. Otherwise, it will do more harm than good for your future."
