Fama's expression, as though he had found a priceless treasure, did not escape Xiao Ling's notice.
Seeing the fervent light dancing in the old man's eyes, Xiao Ling suddenly recalled something Yao Chen had mentioned during one of their casual talks. Back when Old Yao had traveled the Dou Qi Continent and passed through the Jia Ma Empire on the Northwest Continent, he had encountered a young man utterly obsessed with Alchemy Art.
At the time, Old Yao had already been an Alchemy Grandmaster capable of refining peak eighth-grade pills, a leading figure of the Pill Way renowned throughout the Central Plains. On a whim, he had casually offered the youth a few pointers. Later, pressed for time, he had never inquired into how the youth fared afterward.
Only today did Xiao Ling suddenly realize that the ignorant youth whom Old Yao had casually guided back then was Fama himself.
When one thought of it that way, fate truly was wondrous beyond words.
Receiving a few words of guidance from the greatest Alchemist in the Central Plains had already been an immense opportunity beyond the reach of countless Alchemists. Now, Fama could personally hear the teachings of Xiao Yan, an Eighth-grade Alchemist, and Xiao Ling, a ninth-grade master of the Pill Way. In his lifetime, he had truly been blessed with extraordinary opportunities on the path of alchemy.
As the banquet grew merrier and the wine flowed freely, the clinking of crystal cups rang crisp and pleasant, while the melodies of strings and flutes drifted gracefully through the air. The guests toasted one another and laughed heartily. Before they knew it, the night had deepened, and time quietly slipped away amid the clamor and celebration.
When the atmosphere reached its height, Xiao Ling narrowed his eyes slightly and lifted the