"Master, there are 2,700 Most Refined Royal Pellets in the vase. Please give me the number of the disciples of our sect. We'll have to make sure that each of them gets their fair share of the pellets. If it doesn't suffice, I shall resume with elixir production. I reckon I can manage another couple of thousands," Lin Xiao said in a calm tone.

On saying that, Lin Xiao knitted his eyebrows rather than get complacent.

Lin Xiao didn't intend to act in a pretentious manner. As a matter of fact, he was not satisfied with the output at all. If his martial cultivation had reached a higher level, he would have produced more pellets.

While briefing Li Taixuan about the allocation of pellets, Lin Xiao remembered the conversation of the two disciples he overheard on his way to Li Taixuan's place.

As the Taixuan Sect was on the brink of collapse, each disciple was an indispensable force for the resurrection of the sect. Hence Lin Xiao had to make sure each of them could pitch in with the help of the Most Refined Royal Pellets.

With the disciples' conversation hovering in his mind, Lin Xiao was immersed in self-accusation, with his head downcast. He felt embarrassed about his unpresentable martial cultivation.

However, he didn't notice the horrifying impact his statement had on Li Taixuan.

On hearing the lump sum of the Most Refined Royal Pellets, Li Taixuan felt as if he had got electrified all of a sudden with an overwhelming shock. However, Lin Xiao proceeded with stimulating him with a statement that he would produce thousands of the Most Refined Royal Pellets before the annual martial contest of the Taixuan Sect.

Li Taixuan was about to say something when an abrupt formidable heart attack acted up. Then his body straightened up and flopped onto the floor.

While dwelling on feasible countermeasures to the crisis of the sect, Lin Xiao heard a sound of something crashing onto the floor. He turned back and spotted Li Taixuan lying on the floor, foaming at the mouth with waves of twitches running through him.

The emergency even struck Lin Xiao dumb.

It was not a world of mortals, hence a one-hundred-year old person was still at the preliminary stage of his life. Being at such a young age, Li Taixuan shouldn't have been so vulnerable.

If Li Taixuan hadn't been the officially recognized patriarch the Taixuan Sect or Chiyan's ring, which was on Li Taixuan's finger now, had eluded Lin Xiao, Lin Xiao would possibly have assumed that he had met a fake warrior.

Though he was baffled, Lin Xiao wouldn't allow himself to leave Li Taixuan as he was. Lin Xiao squatted beside him and felt his pulse.

Being an alchemist, medicine was merely a basic section of the alchemical techniques. Hence Lin Xiao did that as if by nature.

While feeling Li Taixuan's pulse, Lin Xiao got bewildered again. Apart from its excessive rapidity, Li Taixuan's pulse was alright and he was in decent condition.

Lin Xiao took quick action while remaining confused. He hit a consecutive acupuncture points on Li Taixuan's body.

In an instant, Li Taixuan made a speedy recovery from the whole-length spasm.

Without Lin Xiao's further help, Li Taixuan sat up right away.

Staring at Lin Xiao, Li Taixuan overwhelmed him with a tight hug and burst out weeping.

Lin Xiao was about to say something when Lin Taixuan shut him up with the hug.

"What was that again?" Lin Xiao wondered.

At that moment, a sense of self-doubt popped up in Lin Xiao's mind in spite of himself, "Did I do it wrong? Did I mistakenly hit the wrong points? Is there truly something wrong with my cheap martial master?"

While Lin Xiao was suspicious of his own fault, he heard Li Taixuan saying, choked with sobs, "Thanks God! He knows that I'm not competent enough, hence he deployed my junior martial uncle to come to rescue the sect. Otherwise, I would definitely end up condemned as a sinner through the ages and discredited to face our ancestors when I die."

Therefore, Lin Xiao was not mistaken. It was simply because that Li Taixuan had been terribly devastated out of desperation before being overwhelmed by Lin Xiao's surprising news. He couldn't take so much that he unloaded his camouflage and showed his white feather to Lin Xiao.

Right now, he was no longer a patriarch of a sect but a kid who finally got helped out.

Hearing Li Taixuan weep out his grief, Lin Xiao finally made out how he felt, patting Li Taixuan on his back in spite of himself. At that moment, Lin Xiao acted as if he had been Li Taixuan's parent, soothing his kid.

"Martial Master, please don't worry, you can by all means bank on me. I won't allow the Taixuan Sect to collapse," Lin Xiao comforted Li Taixuan.

Seeing Li Taixuan weep like a child in his arms, Lin Xiao felt respectful for what he had suffered for the sec.

Having had Lin Xiao's word, Li Taixuan nodded heavily. At that moment, he eventually came back to himself.

As a matter of fact, he had felt embarrassed for making such an awkward gaffe. On hearing Lin Xiao's words, the feeling of humility vanished without a trace.

Albeit way junior to Li Taixuan, Lin Xiao was as great as a monument in Li Taixuan's eyes. Hence it was by no means embarrassing to show his white feather in front of Lin Xiao, a mighty figure of whom Li Taixuan could never become an equal.

At that moment, both sides, with a striking age difference, started to hold each other in high regard. Hence a harmonious vibe materialized after they stood up again.