I make the Rules.

In Chen Xia's leisure days, some important things would also rarely happen.

For example, the time Zhang DaoMing asked him to refine pills was approaching.

The person in charge of the auction house would come with the materials, and Chen Xia only needed to refine them.

To be on the safe side, Zhang DaoMing still came to find Chen Xia a few months in advance to discuss the refining matters with him.

This was no small matter, it concerned whether the Alchemy Association of Blue Sky Sword Sea could rise in the Star Region and make a name for itself.

Although Zhang DaoMing had switched to practicing swordsmanship, he still cared very much about the Alchemy Association, after all no matter what, it could be considered his brainchild.

"Do you have confidence in refining the pills a few months later?"

Even though he knew Chen Xia could refine Dao pills, when he thought of his bizarre refining methods, Zhang DaoMing still couldn't help asking more questions.

"Don't worry, there should be no problem." Chen Xia replied.

Zhang DaoMing nodded. Chen Xia's status was no longer what it used to be, it was much higher than his now, so Zhang DaoMing didn't say much more. He lowered his head slightly and curiously asked.

"Do you still have the pill furnace and recipes I gave you?"

"They should be there, I haven't used them yet. If you want to take them back, just come in and get them." Chen Xia answered.

"No need, I'm just asking. After seeing you, I don't have much interest in alchemy anymore."

Zhang DaoMing shook his head, and his aged expression condensed. His tone was somewhat emotional.

"Perhaps one of the most tragic things in life is to meet a genius."

He had spent most of his life on something that was easily surpassed by someone else. This feeling was really not good.

Moreover, Chen Xia didn't just surpass him by a little, he surpassed him so much that Zhang DaoMing couldn't even see him anymore.

Zhang DaoMing was alone without family or friends, old and frail, and 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 die from comparing themselves to others."

Zhang DaoMing glanced at him and suddenly asked, "You probably don't know swordsmanship, right?"

"I know a little, can't be considered proficient." Chen Xia answered this way.

Zhang DaoMing was relieved at this. He nodded, "Let's go into the cave residence to talk. I'll also tell you about the pills that need to be refined in a few months."

As soon as he opened the door to the residence, it brought Zhang DaoMing tremendous visual impact once again.

More than ten spirit beads were hanging high up, swaying constantly, and the chaotic colored lights were dazzling.

He was the third person to appreciate this "Underworld".

It took Zhang DaoMing a long time before he slowly uttered a sentence from his mouth.

"Even the King of Hell would have to work in your cave residence."

"Thanks for the compliment."

Chen Xia lightly laughed in response.

This was Chen Xia's first year after becoming an Elder of Laws.

The only thing he had done was resolve a dispute between formal disciples.

Two supreme-class formal disciples seemed to have had some grudge from long ago. Now they had a quarrel again and started fighting and brawling in the formal disciple area.

When the fight intensified, the arriving Elders stopped it. It was originally a minor issue that could have been resolved with both sides reconciling.

But neither side was willing to back down first, and they even ignored the Elders' dissuasion and cursed at each other.

The other Elders of Laws were in secluded cultivation, so only the newly appointed Chen Xia was the most free.

So the two disciples were brought to the outside of Chen Xia's cave residence by the Elders, asking Chen Xia to make a ruling.

"What's going on?" Chen Xia scratched his head and sat in the Grandmaster's chair, still reading the newly borrowed book Crazy Man's Record.

"The two were fighting, originally it was a trivial matter, but neither would admit inferiority to the other, so they came to find you." The Elder said. He didn't have much sway over these two supreme-class disciples either.

Although their status was lower than his, their family backgrounds were prominent, and there were Reaching Heaven Realm masters in their families.

The Elder was also unwilling to offend them, so it was just right that Chen Xia was also in charge of laws, so he came looking for Chen Xia.

"Fighting needs to be dealt with too?" Chen Xia was somewhat puzzled.

When he fought with Qiong Qi in the past, no one had come to intervene.

"It didn't use to be dealt with, but this rule was added 500 years ago. As for why, you should know clearly." The Elder replied.

"Mm." Chen Xia nodded, feeling that he had done the right thing in killing Qiong Qi.

It had brought quite some influence to Blue Sky Sword Sea. If Qiong Qi had any consciousness under the Yellow Springs, he should be quite happy about it too right?

The two formal disciples just stood behind, clenching their fists tightly, with anger in their eyes.

"You two had grievances from before?" Chen Xia curiously asked. At the same time, he put down the Crazy Man's Record in his hand.

"Some, we had resentment since we were outer disciples." One disciple said sullenly.

"Until now you still haven't determined a winner?" Chen Xia was even more curious.

"It's always been evenly matched." The other disciple replied.

Chen Xia shook his head, "Then what's the point of your fight if you can't determine a winner anyway?"

"We're not convinced."

"We're not pleased with each other."

The two disciples spoke at the same time, looking directly at each other, with anger in their expressions.

"You two really have such temperaments, tsk tsk." Chen Xia lamented and shook his head, while also lightly laughing.

"Luckily you met me. I'm very good at persuading people."

His figure flashed extremely fast.

A huge force was transmitted to the two disciples, and the next moment the earth spun and the sky vanished. All they saw before them was soil.

Chen Xia casually smashed the two people's heads into the ground, clapped his hands and chuckled.

"Now are you convinced?"

The two groaned, enduring the pain in their bodies. They rolled up and looked at Chen Xia somewhat fearfully, nodding and saying,

"We're convinced by you."

"Then that's good." Chen Xia nodded plainly, "As long as I'm at Blue Sky Sword Sea for one day, you two better not fight privately."

"If you really want to fight, that's fine too. Go and record it properly yourselves, go up the stage and fight according to the rules."

"Now that you've entered the sect, you have to abide by some of the rules more or less, right?"

The two disciples were silent for a moment, then nodded and replied, "Yes."

One of the disciples opened his mouth as if wanting to say something, but hesitated and stopped.

"Do you have any objections?" Chen Xia asked puzzledly.

This disciple pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, then still asked, "You said that once you've entered the sect you have to abide by the rules, but from your exploits, it seems... it seems you're the one who has followed the rules the least, right?"

When these words were uttered, the Elders' expressions all changed. They felt such words should not be carelessly spoken!

This disciple also seemed to realize he had spoken wrongly, and quickly supplemented, "I'm just a little puzzled, I didn't mean to offend you..."

"You've heard the saying 'Rules are made by people', right?" Chen Xia suddenly spoke, interrupting the disciple's words. His expression was still calm as he continued speaking.

"Rules made by people, naturally need to be followed by people, but there are certainly exceptions in the world. Rules are just something to manage most people."

"Why can I not follow the rules? It's actually very simple."

Chen Xia patted his sleeves, a confident smile on his face as he answered,

"Because I can."