He saw that his Daozi was not observing the mountain as usual.
The other had stood up at some point, silently staring at the figure in black robes sitting on the ground.
"Daozi, the Treasure Pill has been retrieved,"
Yang Yunheng spread open his palm, looking at Shen Yi with confusion.
He had not been present earlier and had not seen that drop of sweat roll down; therefore, he did not understand what Yan Chongzhang was so shocked about.
"Good,"
Yan Chongzhang finally let out a sigh, turned around to receive the Treasure Pill, and glanced at Yang Yunheng as he did.
It wasn't that he was stingy with the Cultivation Techniques of Nameless Mountain.
It was rather that he resented the Great Elder for speaking so hesitantly, not preparing him in advance, almost causing him to lose his composure just now.
He had considered Shen Yi's talent to be quite good, but he had not expected it to be so astounding.
