The hall had an uncommon and magnificent atmosphere. Everything was exquisitely constructed and it could be seen that a great deal of thought had been put into every detail. The people who came here shouldn’t have a mediocre status, but they actually gave off a hurried and flustered feeling. Several cultivators were sitting around. They were silent and frowning, each fold of their faces filled with worry and distress.

“Fellow clansmen, I’m sure you are all aware of the Old Patriarch’s condition. Then, I won’t waste any time in explaining. Today, we have convened here because of the matter mentioned yesterday. The Old Patriarch’s condition is becoming increasingly worse, and he could die at any possible moment. We must all make a decision today on whether or not we ask Qin Yu to refine a Longevity Pill for us.” A cultivator with dark skin said. With his square face and upright posture, he emitted a sense of dignity.

Within the hall, several people suddenly had unnatural expressions and they subconsciously shifted in their seats. After several breaths of silence, someone cautiously said, “If we ask Qin Yu to refine pills, will we offend the Immortal Sect? If we were to gain the antipathy of the Immortal Sect, I fear we would all be turned to ashes.”

“That’s right. It is no secret that the Immortal Sect is hostile towards Qin Yu. If we were to approach him now, it’s possible they would vent their anger on us!”

“If not for this, we wouldn’t need to...