Chapter 390 The Alchemist Conference Begins

Liu Ling gently blinked her long eyelashes, as elegant and gentle as butterfly wings.

Slowly opening her eyes, Liu Ling's eyes sparkled with a faint shyness. Her gaze fell on Xiao Yan not far away, and a rare blush rose on her cheeks, like a peach blossom in full bloom, adding a touch of captivating beauty to her already lovely face.

During her cultivation these past few days, she has been able to communicate with plants, and naturally she has seen many things that ordinary people cannot notice.

Having truly understood the external world, Liu Ling was truly astonished.

The alluring and charming Consort Ya would actually end up like Xiao Yan...

and……

Xiao Yan doesn't look particularly tall or strong, so how could he be so extraordinary?

Upon seeing Xiao Yan, Liu Ling couldn't help but recall the lingering image in her mind.

"Time's up," Xiao Yan reminded him. "It seems you've mastered that technique quite well. If you can't even compare to an average alchemist, you shouldn't even think about surpassing me."

Liu Ling rose gracefully, her skirt swaying gently with her movements, like a fairy descending to earth.

Beneath her skirt, her long, fair legs appeared as if carved from the purest jade, her skin delicate and smooth, exuding the dignified elegance of a lady from a noble family, captivating all who beheld her.

Liu Ling nodded confidently. Although she hadn't thoroughly understood the alchemy techniques after practicing the cultivation method, she had already forged her own unique path in alchemy.

In fact, there are no fixed methods for making medicine in this world.

It was only through countless experiments by our predecessors that we finally achieved the pinnacle of medicine-making we have today.

But a strange fire that possesses intelligence from a young age and can also refine medicine is probably the only exception in thousands of years, and should have its own way of refining medicine.

With a slight thought, Xiao Yan's Blood Seal between his brows flashed red light, and a powerful surge of soul energy emerged like a torrent, instantly enveloping Liu Ling's tall figure gently.

In the blink of an eye, the two figures seemed to merge into the ripples of space and disappear from the spot.

When they reappeared, they were already outside the Royal Square. All their movements seemed so natural and fluid, as if crossing space was just a little joke between them.

At this moment, Xiao Yan could somewhat feel the power of Yao Lao's soul force back then.

That ability to instantly create the Monster Mountain Range is truly extraordinary.

Standing in the crowd, Xiao Yan couldn't help but recall the image of Yao Lao's soul.

Although he still doesn't have a physical body, his soul has long since recovered, and after so many years, his strength must have improved again.

Looking at the fully armed army maintaining order, Xiao Yan gazed into the distance, feeling slightly moved.

When a country is about to perish, strange things always happen.

The Alchemist Guild has a very close relationship with the Gama Royal Family. The Alchemist Conference is not only a rare and grand event, but it is also a way for the Alchemist Guild and the Royal Family to select talents.

However, last time they encountered Gu He, a rare romantic, which allowed Yunlan Sect to reap a great advantage, while the Jia Ma royal family suffered a great loss.

Today, the Yunlan Sect is becoming increasingly powerful, while the Jiama Royal Family is gradually declining, which greatly changes the nature of this Alchemist Conference.

Most of the alchemists who flocked to the sect had only one purpose: to demonstrate their abilities in order to join the Yunlan Sect.

Compared to other places, Yunlan Sect is about to undergo a change of dynasty and has Gu He, a sixth-grade alchemist.

Whether it's seeking powerful allies or enhancing one's own strength, the Yunlan Sect is the best choice.

The Gama royal family was already in a state of utter chaos and had no good solutions.

Trying to change the mindset of those alchemists by getting busy with these trivial matters is ultimately just treating the symptoms, not the root cause.

In short, one must be strong oneself to succeed.

However, this shouldn't be allowed to benefit the Yunlan Sect for nothing.

Therefore, the entire alchemist competition's assessment process was no longer as meticulous as before, and was compressed into a single day.

Whether someone is truly talented depends more on luck.

Emerging from the shadows, Xiao Yan and Liu Ling slowly appeared among the crowd.

Liu Ling, dressed in a bright green robe, moved with an elegant gait that was pleasing to the eye. Her beautiful face, with a slight smile, was poised and graceful, attracting the attention of the men around her.

Xiao Yan was tall and handsome, in his early twenties, with a lazy and casual smile that easily captivated women's hearts.

A man and a woman walked slowly by; they were a perfect couple, attracting the attention of many people in the square.

As admiring and envious glances were cast upon them, the two of them became the focus of attention in the square.

Otto and Frank saw Xiao Yan and his companion and hurried over, saying, "You've finally arrived! Come with us!"

With Otto and the other man leading the way, Xiao Yan and Liu Ling smoothly entered a classically decorated hall.

At this moment, there were already some people standing in the inner hall. Xiao Yan glanced at these people and saw a figure that he vaguely remembered.

Princess Yaoyue of the Gama Empire.

The young woman wore a purple robe, the hem of which was inlaid with exquisite silver patterns that shimmered with a captivating luster. Her appearance was stunning, as if crafted by nature itself, with every detail revealing impeccable refinement.

Under the influence of the royal family, Yaoyue exuded an innate noble air, as if she was destined to be different from others. A purple sash was tied around her slender waist, gently outlining her exquisite curves and showing off her small waist to the fullest.

She was indeed very young, with a faint smile on her pretty face, appearing elegant and serene.

However, whenever her watery eyes swept around, Xiao Yan was surprised to find that a strange and mischievous smile would flash in the eyes of that seemingly ladylike girl.

Clearly, she was not the quiet and reserved girl she appeared to be; her heart was full of vivacity and liveliness.

When they saw Xiao Yan and Liu Ling enter, they were all taken aback. But when their eyes fell on the second-grade badges on their chests, their expressions became slightly mocking.

"Hey, old man, you've brought people with you too?" A hoarse laugh broke the silence in the hall.

Following the sound, Xiao Yan noticed that on a high platform on the left side of the hall, some elderly men dressed in alchemist robes were standing with smiles on their faces. The voice he had heard earlier had come from one of the elderly men with snow-white hair.

"That's the guild's vice president, Chemir, who is also the little princess's teacher." Otto smiled and waved to the old man, then turned to Xiao Yan and whispered.

"Hmm," Xiao Yan nodded slightly. He knew a little about this person, but he didn't appear later on. He might have died in the conflict with Yunlan Sect, or he might have died of old age.

(End of this chapter)

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