Since this was the Medicine Ceremony, not a wedding or a funeral,
the roll call process was omitted.
Otherwise, if it had been a wedding or funeral, given the Medicine Clan's grandeur, after confirming Xuan Yi and Yao Chen's invitations, their names and gifts should have been read aloud, ensuring that the hosts further inside were aware.
Of course, this host was not that kind of host.
The host here referred to the master of this place.
That was, the Medicine Clan Leader.
It had an entirely different meaning from the other kind of host.
But because the Medicine Ceremony was a grand gathering for alchemists across the world, intended to provide them with a place to exchange knowledge and compete, there had never been any custom of giving gifts. This Medicine Ceremony was also a combined event, so there was even less reason for roll calls or lavish gifts.
Likewise, the master of this place did not come out to receive them.
To put it bluntly, there were plenty of seats. They could just find somewhere to sit after arriving.
There were no assigned seats.
Nor was there any distinction of rank.
Some alchemists preferred quiet places and liked sitting in corners, but that did not mean their alchemy skills were lacking.
Thus, after entering, Xuan Yi did not waste any words. She led Lu Yuan, Yao Chen, and Xiao Yan—the three newcomers attending the Medicine Ceremony for the first time—to sit at the edge of Danta's area, surrounded by Danta alchemists.
Quiet was quiet.
That did not mean there were no circles.
Most alchemists sat beside people they knew.
It also prevented awkwardness.
After all, if strangers sat on both sides, it would be awkward whether they greeted each other or not. From that perspective, it was better