The crowd immediately erupted into an uproar, with exclamations of admiration and congratulations ringing out without end.
A festive air filled the scene. Clearly, this was joyous news for both the Xu Family lineage and everyone in it.
"Good! Excellent!"
Xu Xuheng laughed heartily. His tigerlike eyes regarded Lin Changheng as though he were a treasure, and he even stepped forward to clap him on the shoulder.
"I knew I hadn't misjudged you, Alchemist Lin. Your future truly knows no bounds. All your privileges will be raised accordingly. The lineage certainly won't shortchange you!"
Hearing him say "the lineage" rather than "my lineage," Lin Changheng knew that this Xu Family head was far more perceptive than his rugged appearance suggested. Every word treated Lin Changheng as one of their own, so he immediately smiled and said,
"Thank you, Family Head! Everything I've achieved today owes much to the lineage's support. I've engraved it all in my heart and dare not forget it, day or night."
Naturally, Lin Changheng would not feign aloofness or put on airs as a mid-grade alchemist. Instead, he followed the thread of the conversation and solemnly expressed his stance.
Xu Xuheng was pleased to hear it.
A new batch came every ten years, and the Bing-Gui immortal seeds from two batches ago had truly been exceptional. They had actually drawn three seedlings with tremendous prospects.
Even now, thinking back on it, he could not help marveling that Heaven favored the Xu Family.
One was Lin Changheng, who had spent twelve years tending furnaces as an apprentice before becoming a ranked alchemist. Now, less than nine years later, he had advanced to mid-grade.
Though his progress was not swift, he could still be considered a great vessel that had ripened late.
He might yet have a chance