Jia Ma Empire, Imperial Capital.
Three days had passed since the Alchemist Tournament ended, yet its popularity had not diminished in the slightest.
Aside from the fact that Xiao Ling had helped the Jia Ma Empire retain the championship.
The main reason was... Xiao Ling's undeniable strength as a Fifth-grade Alchemist!
Since the establishment of the Jia Ma Empire's Alchemist Guild, this was the only time a Fifth-grade Alchemist had appeared in the tournament. Moreover, Xiao Ling looked no older than eighteen or nineteen, so it was only natural that he was so sought after.
"Pah! What do you know, kid? Let me tell you, the situation was incredibly critical back then. Even President Fa Ma had planned to declare that white-haired youth the champion.
"But right at that moment, Hun Tian used the Fire Lotus Warm-Pill Method to forcibly preserve the Fifth-grade Barrier-Breaking Pill and firmly keep the championship, which was about to be taken by the Chu Yun Empire, within the Jia Ma Empire.
"I may not understand alchemy, but I believe there aren't many people who can perform that method of warming pills outside the cauldron..."
The words set everyone in the tavern ablaze with excitement. Among them, a middle-aged man in black robes asked in a hoarse voice.
"Is Hun Tian really that strong?"
"Of course he is. Why would I lie to you? Plenty of people saw it that day."
"..."
At that moment, Xiao Ling, whose pill success rate had improved again after three days of secluded cultivation, opened his eyes. A sharp gleam flashed through them before he stretched lazily and asked.
"Lian'er, how many days have I been in seclusion?"
"Huh? Th-Three days!"
Qing Lian sat on Xiao Ling's shoulder, leisurely eating skewers, her little mouth stuffed full. Hearing his question, she