"Does this little brother look unfamiliar?" The yellow-robed elder asked on the way down the mountain with the three of them, having naturally noticed Yu Wei's occasional covert glances toward Xiao Yan. Combined with a strange sensation he felt even when facing Xiao Yan based on his own strength, he could not help but ask.
Mo Yu and the Yu Sect could be considered thick-and-thin friends, or else the strength of these three alone would not have warranted him personally leading them to register their information.
"Elder Mo, his name is Xiao Yan, and he is an Alchemist our Yu Sect recently recruited. This time, he is also coming with us to participate in the Eastern Continent Tournament," Yu Renran skillfully resolved Mo Yu's question.
"Xiao Yan... An Alchemist?" Hearing this, Mo Yu furrowed his brow. Clearly, this profession could practically be considered god-like in the Ghost Realm because there were simply too few of them!
Xiao Yan felt the same way. After all, within Ye City and Ghost King City combined, there were probably not even ten Alchemists, and some who were merely introductory-level Alchemists were treated with the utmost solemnity.
"Heh heh." Sensing Mo Yu's enthusiasm, Xiao Yan hurriedly smiled at him.
"Right, what's the situation with this Eastern Continent..." Xiao Yan gave a soft nod, then asked, clearly having no understanding of the Eastern Continent yet.
"There is still some time before we reach the foot of the mountain, I will explain," Mo Yu said with a smile just as Yu Renran wanted to speak.
As an Alchemist, regardless of his rank, Xiao Yan was worthy of being respected and treated well, which was why Mo Yu spoke with endless patience; otherwise, if it were anyone else, Mo Yu would not have bothered.
"Sorry for the trouble,"