"Today, he is the Continent's Number One Alchemist!"
That appraisal stood at the very pinnacle. To avoid suspicion of favoritism, it should not have come from Old Man Yao, his teacher—but he had said it anyway, with absolute certainty that allowed no doubt.
"Boom!!!"
In an instant, thunderous cheers pierced the clouds and shook the entirety of Saint Pill City.
They knew they had witnessed a miracle—witnessed blazing passion that, through one man's strength, had dealt a crushing blow to the lofty Yao Clan and Soul Hall, turning the tide against all odds!
That passion was enough to stir countless hearts.
Xiao Yan stared blankly for a long while at Old Man Yao, who had raised his arm high overhead. Only then did a smile appear on his face as he softly said, "Teacher, I did not disgrace you."
"Bastard!"
Watching the young man standing at the summit of the Pill Gathering amid the adoration of tens of thousands, Old Man Mu Gu flew into a rage, nearly crushing his teeth.
He had plotted for so long, even going so far as to make enemies of the Yao Clan, all to grind Yao Chen and Xiao Yan beneath his feet. Yet now, this glory had clearly passed him by.
Six colors against five—Old Man Mu Gu's momentum had been completely overwhelmed by Xiao Yan's.
Blood seeped from his nose and mouth, his eyes nearly splitting apart, yet he seemed to have lost all sense of pain. His soul was filled only with endless resentment and fury.
He knew that he had lost.
No matter how unwilling he was to admit it, no matter how desperately he wished to evade it, that bloody reality, like the events of the past, had branded itself deeply into everyone's hearts, leaving him no room