In front of the assembled crowd, Lei Jun hadn't planned on just standing there daydreaming, leaving his master hanging.
"This disciple's skills are far from refined, how would I dare embarrass myself?"
Following Yuan Mobai's lead, Lei Jun naturally stepped back, "This disciple will go prepare the alchemical tools and ingredients needed for Master's pill refining."
With Wang Guiyuan in secluded cultivation, it naturally fell to Lei Jun to handle these sorts of tasks.
To be honest, Lei Jun was actually pretty interested in witnessing the inheritance and spellcraft of a different Taoist Sacred Land.
But being made to perform in front of a group of elders like it was some kind of holiday talent show? If that could be avoided, all the better.
Besides, according to the luck from the lot, if he went up in this round of exchange and competition, even if he won and got a Seventh-Rank Opportunity, it might still sow the seeds for future trouble.
