The Alchemy Hall of Qingyun Sect was situated above a spiritual vein of earth fire in the Inner Sect, where the fragrance of elixirs lingered all year round, and the air was thick with steam.

As soon as Lin Changsheng stepped through the grand entrance of the Alchemy Hall, he immediately drew everyone's attention.

"Isn't that Senior Brother Lin?"

"Why is he here at the Alchemy Hall? Could it be that the elixirs rewarded by the sect have run out?"