"Hehe, Mr. Yan Yao, you are a Seventh-grade Alchemist, yet why have I never heard of your achievements in the Northwest Region? Could it be that you came from the Central Continent?" Le Sui escorted Xiao Yan and the other two to Qiong Yu Pavilion's most luxurious reception hall, sitting opposite them in the guest seats as the smile on his face grew increasingly warm.
He was the Pill Sect, one of Qiong Yu Pavilion's Three Sects, and a High-grade Sixth-rank Alchemist. Within Qiong Yu Pavilion, his status was incomparably lofty; even the Pavilion Master, the strongest among them, had to show him some respect. Yet before this young Seventh-grade Alchemist, he was nothing. Though there was only one rank separating the sixth and seventh grades, the difference in their influence was like heaven and earth. After all, even Dou Venerates had to treat such a person courteously.
In the Northwest Region, if any faction possessed a Seventh-grade Alchemist, it would swiftly expand into one of the region's foremost powers!
Faced with the old man's question, Xiao Yan subconsciously glanced at Liuli before nodding. "We did indeed come from the Central Continent. We merely wish to borrow Guili Port's Space Wormhole to travel to Tian Xing City and visit an old friend of my master."
"Sir has a... master as well?" Le Sui swallowed.
If his student was already a Seventh-grade Alchemist, then just how terrifying must his master be? Very likely an eighth-grade Alchemist, someone beyond even his imagination...
Xiao Yan did not answer. Seeing the old man's nervous yet somewhat excited expression, he smiled faintly. "The three of us have just arrived. After making a round of Guili Port, we heard that its Space Wormhole opens regularly in the middle of every month?"
Le Sui froze for a