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Xiang Gaoyuan heaved a long sigh of relief. It turned out that Jing Ziyu did not really want to cooperate with the pillheart Pavilion. He only wanted to snatch and swallow the pill formula. There was nothing to worry about.

Then, Xiang Gaoyuan gloated. \'Hmph, a tall tree attracts the wind. You\'re in trouble now. I\'ll see how you deal with it. That\'s an ancient family, can you afford to offend them?\'

"If you can\'t make the decision, go back and tell your Pavilion master that we have to make this decision before the myriad pill feast." Jing Ziyu couldn\'t help but rebut.

"Young master Jing, this ... This matter is indeed a little difficult. Our Pavilion master just happened to have some enlightenment and said that he would be going into seclusion for a period of time. I\'m afraid he will have to wait for a while." Xia Yimin didn\'t dare to offend an ancient aristocratic family, but he knew that even Pavilion master Meng wouldn\'t agree to this, and it would only make things worse in the end. So, he found an excuse to avoid the topic.

In reality, the detoxification pill was invented by Ling Chuxi. She was willing to share it as a form of repayment to the various alchemy Masters who had given her their experience in alchemy. The other alchemy Masters were also very clear about this and did not consider themselves to be the owner of this pill formula. Without her permission, he would never hand over Xia Yimin, Pavilion master Meng, or any other spirit Alchemist to an outsider.

As long as Xia Yimin revealed this matter, it would be very easy for the pill Heart Pavilion to stay out of it. However, this would definitely bring Ling Chuxi a lot of trouble. Thus, after weighing the pros and cons, Xia Yimin decided to muddle through this matter first.

"Just tell him to come out of seclusion. My master has already decided on this matter. It has to be settled before the end of the myriad pill feast." The manservant said arrogantly. Then, he looked at Jing Ziyu with a flattering expression. Jing Ziyu nodded in approval.

The eyes of the surrounding audience were filled with anger. One must know that for a cultivator, closed-door cultivation was a major event. If it was not a last resort, it was absolutely not to be disturbed. Regardless of whether Xia Yi was telling the truth or not, the other party\'s request was too much. Moreover, it was just a servant of the Jing clan who said that. It was obvious that he did not take the pillheart Pavilion seriously at all.

"Young master Jing, our Pavilion master has just started his closed-door cultivation. Why don\'t we postpone it for a few days? once he comes out, I\'ll tell him about this immediately." Xia Yimin said, trying to buy some time.

Judging from Jing Ziyu\'s performance just now, this matter was obviously just a spontaneous idea. With his understanding of these aristocratic family descendants, they acted recalcitrantly and were often just a momentary thought. Who knew, they might forget it after a few days.

"Hmph, do you want me to personally invite him?" Jing Ziyu did not give him a chance to delay and said coldly, full of threat.

"Hmph, it\'s your honor that my master thinks so highly of your pillheart Pavilion. How dare you try to make excuses and not know what\'s good for you?" The servant boy also took advantage of his authority and chimed in.

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