Chi Yu came back, bringing the big medicine for the clan, and the first thing he did was come find Chen Xia.
"This is the big medicine my father prepared for prolonging his life after reaching the pinnacle of the Heaven Mending Realm. Eat some, it should be able to replenish your vital essence and energy."
Chen Xia was surprised for a moment, curiously asking: "Then what about your father?"
"He should be fine, I think. My father is still young." Chi Yu crossed his arms over his chest and answered thusly. It seemed his father really must be quite young.
Anyone more experienced certainly wouldn't have let Chi Yu take out the big medicine so easily.
But Chen Xia didn't take it. He lifted the teacup and took a light sip, then shook his head, saying:
"You should keep it for yourself. I don't need it. When you go back home in the future, if you can take out the big medicine, you should at least be able to keep a small life."
If it were the elders of the sect giving it, Chen Xia would have accepted it. But since Chi Yu was the one giving it, he really couldn't take it.
Where was the propriety in taking advantage of one's own brother?
But Chi Yu shook his head. Very straightforwardly he said:
"Don't worry about it. I've thought it through. I'm not going back to the clan for the next ten thousand years. After ten thousand years, my father probably still won't be able to beat me! Haha!"
Chen Xia didn't say anything, and continuously drank several mouthfuls of tea before slowly opening his mouth: "It's truly your family's misfortune to have a son like you."
Chi Yu didn't say much. Since Chen Xia didn't want it now, he would hide the big medicine well. After all, it would definitely come in handy later.
"Oh right, let me see your big medicine." Out of curiosity, Chen Xia spoke up about it. Although he didn't want it, he still wanted to see what level of pill the big medicine from Chi Yu's clan was.
"Okay." Chi Yu nodded and took out the big stick... the big medicine from his crotch.
First was a hazy, shimmering color, like a rainbow after the fog, unable to make out what was inside, only able to see a expanse of seven-colored fog.
This was dan qi, moreover extremely good seven-colored dan qi. With one look you could discern the quality of the pill.
At the very least, it had to be made with consummate skill to produce seven-colored dan qi in the big medicine.
With a pill like this, if taken outside, not to mention Heaven Mending Realm masters, even half-Saint old monsters would come to rob it.
No wonder Chi Yu's father wouldn't let Chi Yu take it out.
"You're pretty good at hiding things." Chen Xia complimented Chi Yu.
"This is my storage magic treasure." Chi Yu laughed and put the big medicine back inside.
The two began staring at each other again.
"I heard the area restrictions have been lifted, and official disciples can come to the reserve disciples' area now." Chi Yu asked curiously.
"Mm." Chen Xia nodded. "But there's nothing much. Later just report my name, and you can swagger through the reserve disciples' area sideways."
This was the truth. Right now Chen Xia really could just swagger sideways through the reserve disciples' area. Everyone else would have to make way when they saw Chen Xia.
The little elders would exchange pleasantries and greetings when seeing Chen Xia, and even send some gifts, hoping that Chen Xia would protect them a little after rising to prominence in the future.
The little elders were elders in charge of the reserve disciples' area, mainly responsible for overseeing the reserve disciples. Their cultivations were all at the Mountain Moving Realm, so they had the word "little" in front.
Although they were elders, compared to the Sea Inversing Realm official elders, they were far too weak.
Because the status of the little elders was actually about the same as the official disciples, and they were even inferior to some of the higher status official disciples who had stepped into the Sea Inversing Realm.
Right now, Chen Xia had 3 million sword intents on him, and the proven feat of killing Mountain Moving Realm level 3-4 sword attendants.
This was already enough for him to shine brilliantly in the Blue Sky Sword Sect.
The little elders wanted to curry favor with Chen Xia. If they really succeeded, with Chen Xia's talents, he would surely at least become a half-Saint in the future. By that time, they would also ride the coattails of his ascension.
What troubled the little elders was that Chen Xia didn't seem to have any intention of developing his own power at all. He would accept gifts, but refused to do anything in return.
The little elders were also troubled, because from the current situation, the only one worth currying favor with in the reserve disciples was Chen Xia.
Emperor Capital and Qiu Li, the two great child prodigies who were once on par with Chen Xia, were now far too mediocre in comparison.
They couldn't keep up with the current version.
The current version was Chen Xia.
And in Chi Yu's understanding, he was still rather apprehensive of the official disciples. After all, even just looking at combat strength, the weakest official disciple was still at a level like Emperor Capital.
He couldn't even beat Emperor Capital, let alone those stronger official disciples.
He didn't even consider Emperor Capital's feelings when thinking this way.
Chen Xia stretched lazily, leaning against the wall and placing the empty teacup upside down on the table. He spoke plainly:
"Emperor Capital and Qiu Li haven't come out for many years now. I heard they're in closed cultivation, at least until they break through to the mid Mountain Moving Realm before coming out."
Chi Yu's thick, bright eyebrows furrowed tightly, and he clenched his clothes with his hands. His words came somewhat urgently:
"They've already charged towards the mid Mountain Moving Realm?"
"Yeah, it's not too bad, I guess. Not especially fast." Chen Xia lazily replied, also shifting his back to find a more comfortable position.
Compared to Chen Xia, Emperor Capital and the others were indeed not fast.
After all, physiques differed from person to person, and Chen Xia had once comprehended sword intents to the extreme in extremely average circumstances, advancing in one step to the peak of the Mountain Moving Realm.
He could even now charge towards the Sea Inversing Realm, he just might not necessarily succeed. But there was no need either.
"Why rush to grow up so quickly, do you dislike living too long?"
Chi Yu was rather anxious now. His cultivation was still only at the peak of the Mahayana Realm, still a bit away from assaulting the Mountain Moving Realm.
If Emperor Capital and the other two pulled ahead of him now, he might not be able to catch up in the future.
Chi Yu stood up and hurriedly went back to cultivate.
"Wait a moment." Chen Xia called out to him, lifting up the other large teacup on the table, but not pouring tea. He said:
"You have to hide the matter of the big medicine well, don't take it out. If you take it out and it's seen, if someone wants to rob your big medicine..."
"Then come find me."
Chen Xia directly placed the large teacup upside down on the table. His expression was hidden in the shadows, his tone certain:
"I'll cover for you."
He had been in the Blue Sky Sword Sect for nearly 300 years. If he didn't even have this much ability, wouldn't he have just been wasting his time here?
He had the qualifications to say this, and the worth to back it up.
Who would dare provoke him?
Do you young prodigies still want to live or not??
He was taking on great risk in the Blue Sky Sword Sect, so he should also enjoy the rewards that came with the risk.
"Mm." Chi Yu nodded heavily, then quickly left.
Chen Xia also slowly got up, taking his iron pot and spatula, carefully looking them over and patting them.
"Old pals, just watch how you perform later."
He was going to go learn alchemy from the little old man Zhang Daoming, to see what techniques true alchemists had.
If he could really learn something, it should greatly improve his alchemy skills.
He was a bit too free recently, picking up some other areas wouldn't be bad.
Perhaps after several tens of thousands of years, he could also become a top-tier alchemist.
Chen Xia looked at the iron pot and spatula in his hands, falling silent for a moment, somewhat hesitant.
Becoming a chef wouldn't be a bad choice either.
Author's Note: Rode the train today, feeling a bit dizzy. Wrote a chapter tonight, really can't continue. Will post more tomorrow.
Good night, good night, good night!