During Chen Xia's leisurely days, there would occasionally be one or two important matters.
For example, the time for Zhang Daoming to ask him to refine pills was approaching.
The person in charge of the auction house would bring the materials, and he just needed to do the refining.
Just to be on the safe side, Zhang Daoming still came to see Chen Xia a few months in advance to discuss the refining matters with him.
This was no small matter. It was related to whether the Alchemy Association of the Heavenly Sword Sea could rise in the star domain and make a name for itself.
Although Zhang Daoming had switched to cultivating the sword path now, he still cared a lot about the Alchemy Association. After all, it was his painstaking effort in a way.
"Are you confident about refining the pills a few months later?"
Even though he knew that Chen Xia could refine Dao Pills, thinking about his strange refining methods, Zhang Daoming couldn't help but ask more questions.
"Don't worry. There should be no problem." Chen Xia replied.
Zhang Daoming nodded. Now that Chen Xia's identity was different from before and much higher than his, Zhang Daoming didn't say much more. He lowered his head and asked curiously again.
"Do you still keep the alchemy furnace and the pill recipe I gave you?"
"I think so. I haven't used them. If you want to take them back, just come in and get them." Chen Xia answered.
"No need. I was just asking. After seeing you, I don't have any thoughts about alchemy anymore."
Zhang Daoming shook his head. His aged expression became solemn, and his tone was a bit emotional.
"Perhaps one of the saddest things in life is meeting a prodigy."
Having spent most of his life researching something, only to be easily surpassed by others, that feeling was really uncomfortable.
And Chen Xia hadn't just surpassed him a little. He had surpassed him by a huge margin that he couldn't even see.
Zhang Daoming was alone and already old. He didn't have any big pursuits anymore. Now he didn't rely on alchemy to make money either. His only pursuit was to make the Alchemy Association rise.
Chen Xia crossed his arms and agreed, "That's why people say that comparing oneself to others can drive one to death."
Zhang Daoming glanced at him and suddenly asked, "You don't know the sword path, right?"
"I know a little bit, not proficient." Chen Xia replied like this.
Zhang Daoming was relieved and nodded. "Let's go into the cave and talk. I'll also tell you what Dao Pills you need to refine in a few months."
The moment the cave was opened, it gave Zhang Daoming a huge visual impact.
More than a dozen spiritual energy beads were hanging high, constantly swaying, and the colorful lights were dazzling.
He was the third person to appreciate this "Underworld" scene.
After a long while, Zhang Daoming finally said a sentence in a low voice.
"The King of Hell would have to work in your cave."
"Thank you for the compliment."
Chen Xia replied with a light smile.
This was the first year after Chen Xia became the Law Elder.
The only thing he did was to settle a dispute between formal disciples.
Two formal disciples at the Supreme Seed level might have had grudges long ago. Now they had an argument again and started fighting and brawling in the formal disciple area.
When the two formal disciples were fighting fiercely, they were stopped by the elders who rushed over. Originally, it was a small matter, and it would be okay if they reconciled.
But unfortunately, neither of them was willing to be the first to back down. They even ignored the elders' dissuasion and cursed and insulted each other.
All the other Law Elders in the sect were in seclusion, and only Chen Xia, the newly appointed one, was the idlest.
So the two disciples were dragged by the elders to outside Chen Xia's cave and asked Chen Xia to make a decision.
"What's going on?" Chen Xia touched his head, sat on the armchair, and was still reading the newly borrowed "Records of the Crazy Sun Man".
"These two were fighting. It was originally a small matter, but neither of them would submit to the other, so we came to you." The elder said. He really had no way to deal with these two Supreme Seeds.
Although these two were one rank lower than him in status, they came from prominent families, and there were Great Abilities at the Heaven-Mending Realm in their families.
The elder wasn't too willing to offend them. Since Chen Xia was in charge of the law, he came to find Chen Xia.
"Do we have to take care of fighting?" Chen Xia was a little puzzled.
When he fought with Qiong Qi before, no one ever came to take care of it.
"We didn't care before. This rule was established five hundred years ago. As for why, you should know." The elder replied.
"Yeah." Chen Xia nodded, feeling that he had really done the right thing by killing Qiong Qi.
It had brought quite a lot of influence to the Heavenly Sword Sea. If Qiong Qi knew about it in the underworld, he should be quite happy too, right?
The two formal disciples were standing behind, clenching their fists tightly, with anger in their eyes.
"Did you have grudges before?" Chen Xia asked curiously and put down the "Records of the Crazy Sun Man" in his hand at the same time.
"Yes, we had a feud during our preparatory disciple period." One disciple said in a muffled voice.
"Haven't you decided the winner yet?" Chen Xia was even more curious.
"We've always been evenly matched." The other disciple added.
Chen Xia shook his head. "Then what's the point of you fighting? Anyway, you can't tell the winner."
"Can't stand each other."
The two disciples said at the same time, looking straight at each other, with anger in their expressions.
"You two are really something." Chen Xia shook his head with a sigh and then smiled lightly.
"It's a good thing you met me. I'm quite good at persuading people."
His figure flickered extremely quickly.
A huge force hit the two disciples, and then everything spun around. The sky disappeared at some point, and all they could see was dirt.
Chen Xia casually smashed the two disciples' heads into the ground, clapped his hands, and smiled lightly.
The two hissed in pain, endured the pain on their bodies, rolled over and got up, looking at Chen Xia with a bit of fear, and nodded.
"We're convinced by you."
"That's okay then." Chen Xia nodded calmly. "As long as I'm in the Heavenly Sword Sea, don't fight privately."
"If you really want to fight, go make a record by yourself and fight on the arena. That's in line with the rules."
"Since you're in the sect, you should follow some rules more or less, right?"
The two disciples were silent for a moment and then nodded and replied, "Yes."
One of the disciples opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something but stopped several times.
"Do you have any opinions?" Chen Xia asked curiously.
This disciple pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and still asked, "You said that we should follow the rules when we're in the sect, but after hearing about your deeds, it seems... it seems that you're the one who doesn't follow the rules the most, right?"
As soon as these words were said, the elder beside them changed his expression, thinking how could such words be said so casually!
What a slip of the tongue!
This disciple also seemed to realize that he had said something wrong and quickly added, "I'm just a bit confused. I didn't mean to offend you..."
"The rules are made by people. You've heard this sentence, right?" Chen Xia suddenly spoke, interrupting this disciple's words. His expression was still calm as he continued.
"Rules made by people naturally need people to follow them, but there must be exceptions in the world. Rules are just things that govern most people."
"Why can I not follow the rules? It's actually very simple."
Chen Xia patted his sleeves, showed a confident smile on his face, and replied.