"Miss!"
When Liu Yan saw the young lady emerge, he spoke respectfully.
"Mm, let's go!"
At Xiao Yi Xian's words, Liu Yan drove the carriage and took her toward the venue for the Alchemist competition.
"Miss, there will be many participants in this assembly, and quite a few outstanding talents among them. Yao Yue is one of them," Liu Yan said from beside the carriage as he drove.
Xiao Yi Xian nodded and said with great confidence, "Don't worry. I'll take first place."
Liu Yan nodded when he heard that. He believed in his young lady. Following her all this time had allowed him to witness Xiao Yi Xian's path of growth.
It had truly been unbelievably rapid—one day of her cultivation was worth a month of ordinary people's training.
In just a few short years, she had already reached the Dou Wang realm. Her future was limitless.
Along both sides of the broad streets, graceful young maidens laughed and chatted, casting shy and admiring glances toward Xiao Yi Xian in the passing carriage.
To these young girls, brimming with fantasies, mysterious and profound Dou Wang experts and Medicine Masters were like magnets, firmly drawing their attention.
In this era, Medicine Masters could stir a young girl's heart even more easily than the princes in fairy tales. This showed just how noble their status was on this continent where Dou Qi reigned supreme.
The city's overflowing bustle and passion had washed away the Imperial Capital's usual stern and solemn air.
Feeling that passion throughout the city, even Xiao Yi Xian's calm heart began to beat slightly faster. No matter how remarkable her composure was, she was still young.
Even counting both her past and present lives together, she was only a little over twenty, let alone in this eighteen-year-old body.