As Gu He cursed inwardly, his heart suddenly stirred. He looked up and saw several figures striding through the air from the horizon. Under countless gazes, they appeared above the plaza. The one leading them was none other than Ning Luo.
"Greetings, Alliance Leader!"
Seeing Ning Luo appear, Gu He and his group hurriedly greeted him respectfully, while the other Alchemists quickly echoed them.
As soon as the voices fell, Ning Luo sat cross-legged directly on the stone platform. With a wave of his hand, a medicinal cauldron floated before him in the air. With another sweep of his palm, stalks of medicinal ingredients brimming with immense energy revolved around him.
"Hehe, we arrived a step too late. We nearly missed watching the Alliance Leader refine pills."
Just as Ning Luo was preparing to begin, a laugh suddenly rang out. Two elderly figures led several dozen people briskly in from outside the plaza. The gray-clothed elder at the front first clasped his hands toward Ning Luo on the platform, then said with a smile.
Ning Luo fixed his gaze on the group, slowly sweeping it over them. A moment later, he smiled.
"Since you are here, take a seat first."
Hearing Ning Luo's utterly calm, unruffled voice, Liu Chang and Wu Zhen's eyelids twitched slightly. Only then did they realize that this Alliance Leader, who looked so young, did not seem as easy to deal with as they had imagined.
The two exchanged glances, faint unease rising in their hearts before they suppressed it. They were both genuine High-grade Seventh-rank Alchemists, among the finest across the Northwestern Continent. If the Luo Alliance lost them, even an organization like this would surely find it extremely painful.
Nearly a hundred medicinal ingredients revolving around Ning Luo's body shot into the medicinal cauldron