Yao Chen: Little Yan, true powerhouses are forever eighteen; your master is no exception!

The triennial Young Alchemist Conference officially opened before long.

However, since the poison in Nalan Jie's body had been removed by Little Doctor Immortal,

and Ya Fei was not familiar with Xiao Yan either,

he was practically seen by everyone as a novice alchemist.

Moreover, because he did not have the Ice Cicada Face Skin,

he could not disguise himself.

At the Alchemist Conference's opening ceremony,

"Teacher, do you think that with my abilities as a Fourth-grade Alchemist, I can take first place in this Alchemist Conference?"

"That, I'm not sure. But if no unexpected variables arise, taking first place with your abilities should not be difficult."

Yao Chen was still very confident in Xiao Yan's alchemy skills.

"Haha, Master, don't worry. I definitely won't make you lose face!"

For Xiao Yan,

his purpose in entering the Alchemist Conference this time was to test just how skilled he truly was at alchemy.

Of course,

if he could win some awards,

he would naturally be more than happy to accept them.

Yao Chen looked at Xiao Yan, who was still standing there with an excited expression.

He was wondering whether he should tell him that Nalan Yanran had broken through to a four-star Dou Ling Empire.

A Dou Shi fighting a Dou Ling Empire—

wasn't that just asking for trouble?

But,

in order not to crush Xiao Yan's confidence,

Yao Chen decided to keep the matter hidden for now.

He would tell him when the Three-Year Agreement began.

Whether Xiao Yan chose to participate in that unwinnable match then would depend entirely on his own choice.

On the elevated platform,

Ya Fei, serving as the host, stood at its center and announced the precautions for this year's Alchemist Conference.

"This is the site of the Jia Ma Empire's eighth Alchemist Conference!"