Unlike its magnificent exterior, the inside of the Pill Pavilion wasn't solemn or dignified. Instead, it was a hive of activity. Countless people rushed through the corridors, carrying all sorts of Spirit Medicines. They all looked incredibly busy, as if something was chasing them, forcing them into a frenzy.
The scene took Yang Chan by surprise. While Pill Masters weren't exactly lazy, they shouldn't be *this* busy. Their time should be arranged with a certain rhythm.
That's how it was in the Cyan Yuan Sect. Unless it was a special occasion, the Pharmacists' daily schedules were never packed. They had plenty of time to themselves—time that was, in theory, for them to improve their skills.
After all, improving a Pharmacist's abilities took a great deal of time.
Not many people could advance as quickly as Yang Chan.
