Li Cheng arranged a formation that enveloped the Eighteenth Peak, preventing the scent of alchemy from leaking out, before he began the process.
Seventh Elder stared intently at Li Cheng's movements without blinking, not even daring to breathe heavily as if afraid that his breath would disturb Li Cheng.
"It's the junior uncle who's doing the alchemy, why are you so nervous?" Mu Xingzhi said with some amusement as he watched the Seventh Elder's behavior.
Without turning his head, Seventh Elder responded, "Sect Master, don't talk, no, don't even breathe. If you disturb the junior uncle, I'll never let you live it down!"
The corner of Mu Xingzhi's mouth twitched. How could it be so easy to disturb him?
This fellow had grown bold; Mu Xingzhi had kindly asked him to observe and yet, he spoke to him with such a tone.
But Mu Xingzhi wouldn't mind. Relationships among the higher-ups in the sect were always very good, and it was normal to joke with one another.
