A commotion erupted!
Shao Baisheng drifted down from midair, even holding up an umbrella like a woman, a broad grin plastered across his face.
He really was handsome—handsome enough to rival Ling Yun!
To Long Yanran, he felt like a smiling fox. She had already defined Shao Baisheng: even a clay man had a temper.
People who kept smiling like Shao Baisheng were the most frightening. You could never know what they were thinking, or how sinister and vicious they might be.
Beibei wore a look of disdain!
He was just a sissy!
The Little one was in the middle, so she could not see anything. She was merely drinking Wangzai inside the robe. Little Irene drank the most, while Beibei could only drool.
"Shao Baisheng, my idol!"
"I came here just for him. He's so handsome, just like Senior King of Hell."
"The Jade Faced Scholar smiled at me! Hahahaha!"
Regardless of gender, quite a few people below the stage began jumping around excitedly.
"Welcome, everyone, to this Alchemy Assembly. This competition will last for three rounds. Victory will be decided over the three rounds, with one round each day. I hope everyone will remember that. Now, allow me to introduce the judges and guests who have come to this Alchemy Assembly."
A certain middle-aged man with a large belly waddled to the center of the high platform with his legs spread apart. After clearing his throat, he loudly announced this.
He was the Pill God Sect's steward, Steward Lin!
His fat belly immediately made Beibei burst out laughing. Long Yanran speechlessly poked the back of her head, signaling her to quiet down.
At this, a round of applause rose from below. These people onstage were major figures whom ordinary folk might not even get to see once in