The commotion among them did not affect the proceedings of the Medicine Ceremony. Yao Dan's calm gaze swept over the surroundings, and his even voice boomed like muffled thunder across heaven and earth.
"The time has come. The Medicine Ceremony begins!"
At the four corners of the vast plaza stood four enormous Medicine Cauldrons. The rising Colored Pill Fragrance slowly gathered above the plaza, forming an aged phantom whose faint, indistinct pressure enveloped the entire world.
On the stone platform, the members of the Yao Clan, including Yao Dan, all rose to their feet and respectfully bowed to the phantom.
"That figure is the Yao Clan's ancestor, as well as the Yao Clan's first Dou Di. He bore the title of Yao Emperor!" At the sight of the phantom, Old Yao's eyes also burned with fervor as he spoke slowly. It was pride that came from deep within his bloodline.
"A Dou Di..." Xiao Yan murmured, then smiled faintly.
Given time, he too could take that man's place!
As the Yao Emperor's figure formed from pill fragrance slowly faded away, the Yao Clan members took their seats one after another. Yao Dan chuckled. "All right, then let the proceedings begin!"
The opening act of the Medicine Ceremony consisted of competitions between talented Alchemists of the Yao Clan's younger generation. Every one of them was at least a Sixth-grade Alchemist, and there was no shortage of Seventh-grade and Eighth-grade Alchemists among them. If placed in the outside world, any of these people would be honored guests in any faction. This showed just how profound the Yao Clan's foundation in alchemy truly was.
Of course, to Xiao Yan and the others, the alchemy skills of these people were nothing more than children fighting. There was nothing worth observing. Thus, quite a few