Wei Yiyuan said urgently.
He seemed calm and composed on the way here, but only he knew how anxious he truly was.
His sister always had a sulky expression and exploded like a powder keg over anything. If he couldn’t stay composed, how long would it take to find the Medicine Immortal Pavilion?
Letting emotions spill out only complicates matters and wastes time.
Therefore, he kept his panic suppressed.
It was only when Mr. Meng completely dashed his hopes that he couldn’t contain his worry any longer.
Mr. Meng looked at him silently and shook his head.
"Even if you have difficulties, I can’t help you. I can’t disturb the Elders just for you."
Wei Yiyuan was so anxious he started crying. He rushed forward, attempting to bribe like he did with Song Bolin, but Mr. Meng abruptly slapped him on the chest.
Wei Yiyuan felt an enormous force hit him, causing him to stagger back several steps. If his bodyguard hadn’t grabbed him, he would have fallen meters away!
"What are you doing?"
Seeing her brother injured, Wei Shuqi’s face changed and she angrily shouted.
Oh no!
Wei Yiyuan was startled, realizing trouble was brewing. He hurriedly struggled to get up but hadn’t spoken when he saw Mr. Meng’s face darken.
"Sir, please respect yourself. Do you think I’m the kind of person who can be bribed? Does Medicine Immortal Pavilion lack your money?"
Mr. Meng spoke coldly.
Wei Yiyuan’s mind raced.
In this world, there are no unmovable people, only unsuitable gifts.
The Elder had said that hard currency in Medicine Immortal Pavilion isn’t money, but various rare and strange items.
Gems, antiques!
Wei Yiyuan was suddenly struck by a thought, although he reacted a bit late, it wasn’t too late to salvage the situation.
Hurriedly, he took off the jade pendant from his waist, holding it with both hands, and presented it to Mr. Meng.
"Senior, this is a token of my sincerity. Please accept it."
This jade pendant of Song Bolin, although not Emperor Jade, was extremely precious, palm-sized but worth millions.
Such precious jade was rare, and its carving craftsmanship was even rarer. Additionally, after being worn for years, the jade pendant was smooth and seemed to possess a layer of spiritual essence.
Mr. Meng, being a lover of treasures, couldn’t help but reveal a hint of a smile upon seeing it.
"Since you’re sincere, considering your filial piety, I can give you a clue."
Mr. Meng said, pointing to the road they came from.
"I cannot disturb the Elders for you, but Medicine Immortal Pavilion is ultimately a place of sincerity and won’t completely disregard a plea. If you kneel all the way from here to the Divine Hall of Concealment before night falls, the Elders, moved by your sincerity, may grant you a chance."
Wei Yiyuan looked silently towards the distance.
From the foot of the mountain to the great hall ahead, the road must be several kilometers long.
Kneeling after every step, with a person’s stride being about 60 centimeters, Wei Yiyuan would need to take tens of thousands of steps, kneeling each time, to complete the journey before nightfall!
Wei Shuqi’s face turned pale instantly.
Her brother was the pillar of the family. If he completed this journey by kneeling, wouldn’t he end up crippled?
However, Wei Yiyuan didn’t hesitate at all. He immediately nodded, gritted his teeth, and said:
"Thank you, Senior. If I ultimately obtain the Immortal Elixir, I’ll surely express my gratitude greatly in the future."
After saying that, he took a step forward and knelt on the ground forcefully.
Mr. Meng looked at him silently, eyes showing a hint of admiration.
Though Medicine Immortal Pavilion dislikes being disturbed by outsiders, it isn’t entirely unreasonable.
For instance, those sincerely seeking medicine can prove their sincerity, and the Pavilion might make an exception.
After all, they risked their lives to prove themselves, while all the Pavilion needed to do was spend a bit of time in alchemy.
This feeling of being exalted by others, even without benefits, is enjoyable to them.
In this world, where finding a hope for cultivation is rare, can they not satisfy their vanity through others?
Everyone silently watched Wei Yiyuan, continuously sighing.
"This lad is nice; being a son like this, the old man can rest easy."
"Such children are rare. There’s no filial child on the sickbed; this boy is genuinely kind-hearted!"
"He just said his name is Wei Yiyuan? I remember someone in Minghai with this name, could it be the same person?"
Wei Shuqi looked at her brother emotionally, feeling both pity and pride.
Only Lin Beichen silently watched Wei Yiyuan kneeling all the way, his gaze carrying a hint of coldness.
"Mr. Meng, isn’t your Medicine Immortal Pavilion going too far? Just quote a price if you have the medicine, why bully people like this?
Even if he kneels all the way, what does it prove? Isn’t your so-called sincerity just making things difficult for people?"
Lin Beichen said coldly.
Upon hearing this, everyone’s faces changed dramatically, glaring at Lin Beichen angrily, as if their faith had been insulted.
Yet Lin Beichen’s expression remained cold, unchanged.
Mr. Meng glanced at Lin Beichen, an expression of disgust flashing in his eyes.
As a person from Medicine Immortal Pavilion, no matter when, others must respect and flatter him, even elevate him, simply because he could perform alchemy.
Now, he asked Wei Yiyuan to kneel ten thousand times, and despite Wei Yiyuan’s high status, he had to comply.
Wei Yiyuan hadn’t protested, yet Lin Beichen dared to oppose him.
What does this brat think he is?
"Boy, rules are rules. If you don’t wish to follow, then leave. In this world, only my Medicine Immortal Pavilion can perform alchemy, so what can you do?"
Mr. Meng said proudly.
"Do you think you can buy it? Our items can only be bought if we allow it, and you must be grateful. Otherwise, no amount of money will work."
Mr. Meng spoke openly about the unspoken rules to everyone, entirely unafraid of discontent.
The reason is simple.
Their items have never lacked buyers.
From ancient times, even after hundreds of years, these rules have never changed. Would it change just because Lin Beichen is unhappy?
What does Lin Beichen think he is?
Not only did everyone else glare coldly at Lin Beichen, even Wei Shuqi looked at him with disdain.
"Mind your own business. This is my brother’s willing act; what does it have to do with you?"
All along, Wei Shuqi hasn’t liked Lin Beichen.
Not just Lin Beichen but also Qi Liuyan by his side.
This woman is prettier than her, has a better figure, and even possesses better temperament.
Such a woman outshines her in every aspect; how could she be happy?
Furthermore, since her brother met this woman, he cared less about her.
She had already promised her brother to her girlfriend.
Her girlfriend always liked her brother but was too shy to confess. She planned to matchmake them once her father’s issues were resolved. Unexpectedly, Qi Liuyan seized the opportunity.
"Young man, you don’t understand what Medicine Immortal Pavilion is. Hurry and apologize before your well-intentioned actions backfire."
"Does he think Medicine Immortal Pavilion is a marketplace? Can he buy anything he wants?"
"Another foolish guy, does he really think Medicine Immortal Pavilion will cater to him?"
People around pointed fingers and mocked Lin Beichen, as if looking at a fool.
Mr. Meng stood arrogantly, highly boastful.
As an established alchemy influence nearing a millennium, Medicine Immortal Pavilion never bows to wealthy people.
Why is that?
Because people of this world are cheap at heart.
The more they desire something, the less they are willing to bow their heads, appearing disdainful. This behavior leads to believing that you are a superior person.
Countless people have been exploited for revealing their weaknesses.
But the alchemists of Medicine Immortal Pavilion have long understood a truth.
The more they want money, the more indifferent they must appear.
They can showcase their value through gems, antiques, and various rare items but must never ask for money.
Once they ask for money, they become vulgar.
As for the so-called sincerity?
It’s nothing but a lofty phrase.