Chapter 1383 - 1383: The Aftereffects of Flattery

However, Jiang Cheng's flattery was clearly not just verbal.

He's always focused on encouraging such behavior as flattery.

To set an example and let others learn from it in the future, Brother Cheng immediately displayed a few Tier Six Dao Artifacts he previously snatched.

"These are yours as a reward!"

The disciples who received such gifts were nearly overwhelmed with excitement.

Not only because Tier Six Dao Artifacts are particularly precious to Venerables.

But also because they were personally rewarded by the Supreme Palace Master, which made it even more significant!

Showing them would earn respect even from the Inner Sect disciples of the Ice Palace!

It's practically an Imperial Sword.

The Outer Sect Stewards and Elders nearby were shivering.

Oh wow, they needed to quickly inform the Inner Sect to bring people over.

No, no, better to invite a few Inner Sect Elders to personally take in disciples!

"Thank you, Supreme Palace Master!"

"Supreme Palace Master is great!"

The disciples holding the Dao Artifacts danced with joy, their eyes brimming with gratitude.

Jiang Cheng waved his hand with a smile.

"It's deserved by your good performance."

Other disciples were green with envy.

Suddenly, flattery surged like a tide on the mountain, nearly getting out of hand.

Brother Cheng didn't continue handing out Dao Artifacts.

Once their flattery reached this point without any new lines, he cleared his throat and got down to business.

"Do you have enough pills for daily use?"

He asked this question intending to casually demonstrate by publicly refining a pill.

Once word spread, Daoist Saints and Venerables would naturally deliver materials.

The Stewards and disciples, unaware of his intent, eagerly nodded in agreement.

"More than enough!"

"Very sufficient!"

"Ice Palace gives out the most pills of any sect I've seen, absolutely enough!"

"Practically can't use them all!"

"I'm nearly bloated from too many pills!"

Three black lines appeared on Brother Cheng's forehead.

How could he perform now?

In all his years, he'd never heard of a sect whose disciples couldn't use up their pills.

Well, except for Feixian Sect back in the day.

Recently, Gong Qing ran to complain, saying Ice Palace's pill supply was about to stop, hinting at the state of the Outer Sect.

Yet now they say they're all supplied sufficiently?

No choice, this is the aftermath of flattering.

Everyone only said pleasant things.

He had to ask differently, "Are your accumulated alchemy materials being refined by anyone?"

"Yes, yes!"

Everyone couldn't grasp the intent of the Supreme Palace Master.

To win his favor, they naturally competed to deliver good news.

"Definitely have!"

"Finding someone to refine pills is easy, definitely not an issue!"

No way, Daoist Venerables and Saints can't even find help, are you even more resourceful than them?

Brother Cheng rarely cared about the grassroots' struggles, could you not pretend to have resources?

Suppressing his desire to retort.

Looks like asking this way won't work.

He activated the long-lost Insight Skill, scanning the storage rings of the dozen disciples ahead.

In the end, he focused on one particular Venerable.

In the next instant, the restriction on the Venerable's storage ring mysteriously vanished, and all items within automatically poured out.

Between those few disciples, suddenly appeared dozens of low-tier Dao Artifacts, several talismans, two low-tier array discs, two bottles of Tier Four Emperor Pills, a pile of Primordial Immortal Crystals, several sets of spare clothes...

Aside from these were various materials and trinkets, some for alchemy, some for artifact refining, some scattered on the ground, and others floating in mid-air.

For Brother Cheng, this was utter poverty.

But to other disciples around, this was already quite a wealth.

"Ah!"

The disciple panicked, instinctively started collecting his belongings.

Nearby stewards and elders harshly reprimanded.

"What are you doing?"

"In front of the Supreme Palace Master, is this appropriate, deliberately causing trouble?"

"No, no..."

Brother Cheng waved his hand with a smile.

"Never mind, never mind."

He pretended to be interested in these materials while the disciple stood awkwardly nearby, anxious and flustered.

Worried his years' worth of painstakingly gathered possessions would suddenly vanish, and concerned the Supreme Palace Master might be displeased.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng suddenly spoke.

"With these materials, you should be able to refine a Fifth Grade True Yang Immortal Extinguishing Pill, right?"

The disciple hesitated, then began praising.

"The Supreme Palace Master truly has a keen eye, instantly discerning the wonder of these immortal materials."

Others joined the flattery wave.

"What do you think, this is the Supreme Palace Master!"

"How could these materials escape his discernment?"

"Exactly, within the Primordial Immortal Realm, there's nothing the Supreme Palace Master can't recognize..."

"Enough, enough."

For the first time, Brother Cheng felt flattery quite troublesome, making it hard to get into the rhythm.

"Today I'm quite inspired, with some free time, let me help you refine this True Yang Immortal Extinguishing Pill."

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.

These grassroots disciples didn't doubt Jiang Cheng's ability to refine pills.

In their eyes, Daoist Saints possess great divine techniques.

Even if not Tier Seven and Tier Eight high-tier Emperor Pills, Tier Five should still be manageable.

They just didn't expect the grand Supreme Palace Master to be so down-to-earth, willing to refine pills for an Outer Sect disciple.

This was unimaginable in other sects.

To the extent that the disciple remained at a loss, even unsure of how to respond.

The steward behind him was the first to react.

"Why aren't you thanking him?"

"For the Supreme Palace Master to personally refine pills for you, is the highest honor!"

"Who can enjoy such treatment? Young man, you're setting a precedent for Venerables!"

"So envious!"

Among the chatter, the disciple was already moved to tears, not knowing what to say.

Brother Cheng didn't dawdle, and immediately took out a pill furnace.

Now, this was a public performance, he felt a normal demonstration was necessary, without using System Refining Technique.

Besides, refining a Tier Five Emperor Pill was as simple as eating and drinking for him.

With a wave, he effortlessly set up the alchemy array.

Initially, everyone was just habitually flattering, but upon seeing this, they suddenly quieted down.

As immortals, even if familiar with pigs running around, they knew quality.

Wasn't setting up the alchemy array a bit too fast?

Keep in mind, the array for refining Emperor Pills is enormous and complex.

For most Emperor Pill Masters, it's a challenging step, involving the domain of arrays.

Requires utmost caution, a slight error leads to failure.

Yet for Jiang Taishang, it's just a blink.

Could the Supreme Palace Master actually be a high-tier Emperor Pill Master?

As this thought surfaced, their mouths gaped open.

Because Brother Cheng's operations became increasingly outrageous, increasingly superhuman.